everything so beautiful
so quiet so sereen
snow creates a blanket cover
but o, a dreary dream
The clouds hide sunburn
The clouds hide blue sky blues
The clouds hide the dark of night
and the nothings of the moon

Echoes of a bleak reality
Escapist Imaginary life cant soothe
Echoes of a soul within me
that died so long ago

each snowflake weaves a story
isolated and unique
but, as it hits the ground
not but same does surround.

but one day that sunburn sun
surrounded in a sky blue sky
will end that snowflake's misery
It will melt away, be done!

the tears upon my face are cold
my brain turns bleak and gray
tears drop and turn to snow
on my own cold, dreary day.

12/04/2002

Posted on 12/05/2002
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