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Bliss
Butterfly wing spinning around
Like a hungry hound
Frozen eyes I have not seen
In the longest time
An embrace with no arms
A curtsy of a broken lady
In waiting for the light
With a thought that it
Might just not be lost completely
Just a spark of hope dipped
In and out of blood
Crimson and silver steel
Touch of winter on my hands
Trying to feel and live and breathe
Blowing colors so unaware of things
Just for a second making it look
Like spring in the midst of cold wind
Before the door gets closed and locked
Behind guests gathering round
For a feast not ours
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Like a hungry hound
Frozen eyes I have not seen
In the longest time
An embrace with no arms
A curtsy of a broken lady
In waiting for the light
With a thought that it
Might just not be lost completely
Just a spark of hope dipped
In and out of blood
Crimson and silver steel
Touch of winter on my hands
Trying to feel and live and breathe
Blowing colors so unaware of things
Just for a second making it look
Like spring in the midst of cold wind
Before the door gets closed and locked
Behind guests gathering round
For a feast not ours
© All Rights Reserved
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