Winter
By pl rage
Crimson times Broken by white Darkening moments Stealing the light The dance of angels Spinning in the wind Beauty in every flake Freezing the mind A covering blanket Ever-changing landscapes Here for a limited stay Forever to come again Written November 20th, 2001 © on Nov 20 2001 03:27 AM PST 0 • 10
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"Crimson times..."