another senseless week of crowded thoughts and crooked teeth
morning frost and frozen sidewalks all those days that burn inside us
swell up in the silence of snowflakes falling magically but the magic fades into the memory
sleigh bells ringing laughing all the way cold hands of winter grasp as i gasp for breath
is this my last? so deck the halls with drunken folly
no thoughts of dying no more self loathing for today swallow resolutions line our stomachs with illusions car engines sputtering like these smoke filled dreams mistletoes and colored lightbulbs and the kiss of winter fades into the memory angels singing . lift me off the ground yesterday is frozen in the revery let's raise our glasses to these faintly falling ashes .
tomorrow is melting.
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