Pink Snowflakes
In the cold my arms trembled... I cough, and watch pink snowflakes float away.No longer able to feel the cold I tried to catch the pink snowflakes.
I missed.
I fell.
And I wept.
Pink Snowflakes
In the cold my arms trembled... I cough, and watch pink snowflakes float away.Chaos128 commented on Pink Snowflakes
07-21-2010
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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