Whispers suppressed her laughter,
It was an acknowledgable sentimental factor.
Shoves and tossings of her hair went unnoticed through the air.
Piece by Piece she witnessed.
Second by second she felt.
This was her life as she called it,
a warm September morning,
waiting for life's December.
Endless white snow.
Nov 13, 2012
Nov 13, 2012 at 10:53 AM UTC
Whispers suppressed her laughter,
It was an acknowledgable sentimental factor.
Shoves and tossings of her hair went unnoticed through the air.
Piece by Piece she witnessed.
Second by second she felt.
This was her life as she called it,
a warm September morning,
waiting for life's December.
Endless white snow.
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