The Month

by NaeNaeConspiracy   Sep 23, 2009


Dear December,
Have you no remorse?
Guilt and shame seep from my lungs,
Icey pale flakes
Blanket the ground and freeze the world.
Not accepting reality nor the screams within
Watching defeat boil in my skin..
As you so coldly took a life
still learning to breath and not yet a hand.
Have you no shame?

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