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Apr 2017
My eyes are watery
My vision is blurred
But I see you clearly
In the fire you burn.

I can’t breath right now
And my legs cannot walk
My mind is broken
I can’t seem to talk.

The snow falls slowly
Onto my warmed up face
And I taste the sweet, sweet victory
I thought I’d never taste.

But the snow melts too quickly
Into blood it turns
My heart begins to race
In the fire I burn.
Written by
Trenity Hall  17/F/Washington, DC
(17/F/Washington, DC)   
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