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we breathe in icicles
as this winter theme shatters christmas in two what makes it seem so.. *cold*? it's a thousand different miracles all merging into one it's the snowcovered fields melting under the heat of the sun it's my inability to say how much i love.. it can never be finished i'll resist until the end of time though i know that this moment is -always- mine fear without motivation passion without boundaries it all goes a long way trails after the comet streaming across the sky i named it heaven and let it be on it's way. |
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