Snow's feathery kiss stings my skin
The crunch beneath my boots punctuating
Silence so loud my ears ring
The car's back at the office
Couldn't bear to drive, I
I'm not sure I could even see the road
My eyes don't work so well tonight
I can use the exercise
I'm just another black shadow
Flitting from streetlamp to streetlamp
shoulders hunched, crunch, crunch, crunch
Winter is the time of the dead
The silence is surprisingly painful
I finger my cell phone yet again
It doesn't ring so much anymore
A strange dead weight in my pocket
Soldiers always do their duty
I'm sticking with my final answer
If I didn't do anything wrong
Why is December so very cold?














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"Love means journey. It is about the people we meet and the things we see. It is about the hills and the valleys, the rain and the sun. It is about yesterday, and today, and tomorrow, and how we choose to face them all."
-- Tabitha Reed
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