A Winter Flame

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Love, like winter, can be cold and beautiful

Submitted: July 16, 2008

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Out there in the distance

Discreetly rains of white

With power and hatred

Nature takes our light

In search of warmth within the soul

It shudders in decadence

Leaving my face pale and cold

It's in our blood to die together

Tasting our sins with these lips

Against the weather

This world isn't so fragile

When we pour the color

Of our crimson dream upon it

Until then we cease to exist,

Striving to survive a life

That feels so cinematic

Watching little eyes radiate in the night

I'm fighting through the stark white war

Just to save the beauty of her life;

Shards of me are left behind

On this December night

Shards of me cried suicide,

Gracefully burning bright.

Will you share the scene

Of my snow covered life?

Would you taste the tears

From this lachrymal sky?

Will you hold me close

And cool the warmth inside?

Would you tell me a story

And Lay by my side?

Elegies of animosity,

An epitaph for the stone,

The dust that's left

Will remain alone.

The moon has gone.

The sun won't rise and

All that's left are stars in disguise.

Smirk through agony with vanity

These scars never once bled,

Now looking up at the maelstrom of ice

Falling like ashes over our heads.


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