I watch the flakes fallCrystal clear and ice blueThere’s to many to countOne boot foundIt was a horrible endPain ERUPTS In my headYou’re DEADFound in a driftAs the clouds float like Long lost shipsThey carry spiritsTo hopeful starsIt’s now to late to knowJust who you are
© 2010 Charles Dennis
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