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The snow is falling gently, Covering the streets In a massive white blanket, Like soft bed sheets I’d like to lay out in that snow, Blissful nothingness, Waiting in feathery flakes For winter’s cold kiss. It’s a swirling storm of stars, Melting on my tongue. If I sleep, they will preserve me Forever young. I’m making snow angels in my driveway, And they won’t even last till Friday. When night has come, I will be numb, Too deep to feel the light waves.
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Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 12:02 PM UTC
Snow Angels
The snow is falling gently, Covering the streets In a massive white blanket, Like soft bed sheets I’d like to lay out in that snow, Blissful nothingness, Waiting in feathery flakes For winter’s cold kiss. It’s a swirling storm of stars, Melting on my tongue. If I sleep, they will preserve me Forever young. I’m making snow angels in my driveway, And they won’t even last till Friday. When night has come, I will be numb, Too deep to feel the light waves.
meloncollie
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F/United States
Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 12:02 PM UTC
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