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For My Sister's Sister:

Eager innocence of youth is frost on glass, So easily wiped away by a careless hand Exposing the bitter cold world outside. A frozen heart will drag you down To a place you ought not visit all alone. I will hold your hand You will not drown.

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becca-keith

American

Published: Jul 10, 2012
LinesWords: 947

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