falling snow eludes me though I know
at one point i could no longer see the grass grow
a scene as if from a memory
that same frore that runs her through
two feet on this earth
hands in pockets and coller up
anything to attempt to stay warm
as that girl will freeze your blood
until there is no where to go
like blue shores or lava flow
to escape the remaining cold
or, deciding that the mind is still trying
to claim that pleasure is induced by lying,
the fault may not lie in california
great shakes caused by giant mistakes
is there anything worse
than the ocean pulling
you further out no matter how
hard to try to swim
that feeling before you know that
the last breath you take will be
the sea
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