Winterscore ©
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Frozen, flying, floating
Frozen, flying, floating
Out moments in stillness
The passing memories
Round notes in pure shrillness
Brief, blind, bewildering
Our lives quickly expire
From sparks to tender flames
And then out goes the fire
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