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Burnt out lanterns swaying in the wind. Harsh Winter bares his glistening teeth biting at my exposed flesh tearing at my tattered layers. He whispers in my ear threatens my life with hunger thirst promising death in the end. Harsh Winter wears a mask of white, glittery fabric. He walks around impersonating instilling images of family friends love. Harsh Winter tempts you only to take your heart freeze it shatter it. Harsh Winter is not your friend.
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Dec 30, 2010
Dec 30, 2010 at 8:17 AM UTC
Harsh Winter
Burnt out lanterns swaying in the wind. Harsh Winter bares his glistening teeth biting at my exposed flesh tearing at my tattered layers. He whispers in my ear threatens my life with hunger thirst promising death in the end. Harsh Winter wears a mask of white, glittery fabric. He walks around impersonating instilling images of family friends love. Harsh Winter tempts you only to take your heart freeze it shatter it. Harsh Winter is not your friend.
Cassie Mae Writings 2010
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Dec 30, 2010
Dec 30, 2010 at 8:17 AM UTC
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