Broken December

Echoing ever so softly,
snow falls to the ground
whispers, whispers, whispers.
concealing the lies they surround

December, my truest love,
what ever have I done?
poor freshly fallen, virgin snow,
soiled by the crimson blood.

My lovely, cold, chilling Winter's night.
I never meant to grant you such pain.
I know , I knew the events of that night,
could've happened during a night of rain.

Freshly fallen pure red snow
I regret what I have done to you,
I would give anything I never had
to bleach back your sparkling hue

Now I sit, forever locked indoors,
Never to feel your frigid wind
I've broken you, my lovely December..
I've killed you with one wretched sin

Sitting by the open fire
Yet forever chilled to the bone.
December, my only love,
Death is now what I condone

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Happy Kristen?
I capItalIzed my I's

=P