Ephemeral Alter Ego (eph_ae) wrote,
Ephemeral Alter Ego
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Snowfell

Snow falling over the meadow of my dreams
never did think it flew
always saying it cascades down to its doom
and I wonder if it minds much.
Because maybe, to it, it's reaching heaven
a grey haven from the temperament of the sky clouds
and its death is a sweet one
as old ladies know
drifting off inevitably in a warm, cool sleep.
Snow falling over the meadow of my dreams,
wonder if you mind that I let you die.
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