Little crystals colliding.
Flakes gently fall.
White powder covers the ground,
and in it there you are.
Wings spread wide open.
A heavenly gown you wear.
The only thing thats missing
is a halo above your hair.
My finger cuts the ground.
An oval is finally made.
I stand back up and see
a glimpse at amazing grace.
The winter wind is blowing.
And slowly you dissappear.
To another persons house
is where you'll reappear.
And after all is gone
to heaven you'll fly away.
Next time the grass turns white
I hope you come out to play.
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Paragon= A modal or pattern of excellence.................just so ya know razz
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This just has stuff in it that i write...its mostly emo-ish and retarded love-ish type poums...not exactly about anyone i know....and if u like what u read comment...not like anyone cares about my crappy writing...
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