Lay here before you
The blood of my heart begins to flow
My failures
Agony
existence
Momentary joy
the illusion of happiness
comes crawling like a wild-thing unleashed
Like an unstoppable flood
that cannot be welled shut
The cold winds of October
I love them
Crave them
Feel them through every part of me
Love the promise of winter
lost in white
Ice to lock your heart
no hope of sun
Shining like a joke
But it's all on you
On your face
But not threw the skin
I am a shining star
In a cold October breeze
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