Winter’s cold breath breathing down by back
Ice nipping at my neck like piranhas
I saw her standing there
Frosted tears rolling off my face
Walking to the edge she cried
Standing on the edge
Singing a melancholy song
With one tiny step
She fell
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Author:
Niuu Griswold (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 1st, 2017 01:54
- Category: Sad
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