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The Snow Fell
The snow fell, yellowed by street lamps
Whispers of silence fell on her ears as she watched All she could do was close her eyes and drift She did not smile, she never smiled these days But something did tug on her heartstrings And we all know that's how the heart sings It was only a twinge of happiness But for her, it was more then enough All she wanted was a little happiness The snow fell, yellowed by street lamps Hushhh. It bade her silence And she couldn't help but listen A short poem, done from a memory of watching the snow from my bedroom window. It was one of the most beautiful things... maybe I'm too sentimental.. |
That was beautiful. The snow has always been something I've cherished. How people can think it's a bad thing is beyond me. I feel like sometimes when it's snowing and I'm depressed, it always helps just a little bit to see something so beautiful. ^^' |
Snow gets it rep from how it effects the roads and stuff. But yeah, it's really quite beautiful. ^^
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THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL
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Thank you Kingdom ^^
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