Thursday, March 5, 2015

Awake Too Early

The freezing night
Has come to a close
But I know the sun,
It never rose
And the sky is gray
Stains are on the window
From the times that it cried
And maybe snowed

I used to love
The chilly wind
And the cold
Has been my friend
But this winter
That came to an end
And I search for warmth
But shiver again

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