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the bitter chill

06/02/2013

i feel the bitter chill of winter

    when into this room you enter

there is a heaviness in the air

    when at first our eyes stare

almost hear the thundering hearts

    when the stilted conversation starts

really do not know you at all

    see it is me, in the mirror on the wall

lost sight of you sometime long ago

    was just a girl, you know

don’t suppose i’ll ever find you again

    I stare at the vision within

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From → My Life, Poetry

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