pathetic.org :: Snowdrifts, not Sonnets by Megan Guimbellot

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Snowdrifts, not Sonnets

by Megan Guimbellot

You are nothing more than a pair of tired eyes that haunt my dreams
and confuse me when I'm waking.

You are a vision on a winter's wind and I would bury you in snow
if i only had the chance.

02/18/2014

Author's Note: I don't like waking up and expecting to be somewhere else.

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