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White foam

drop from the highs

Blasting through

streets to my eyes

5 AM molesting

frost-clad fingers

Double nineties denim

young pretty singers

Lead them the darker way

A ghoul’s face staring

in the roses

Last fall and its

insanity causes

Was creeping and waiting

waiting for me

Instead of me

it took him

Lead them the darker way

Wouldn’t dare

another step

Neither to dark

tunnel ahead

Neither towards your alluring smell

Snow is slowing me down again