Title: Winter, you¿re not sorry
by Mary | in writing, poetry
Your winter in our past and winter before us
A past that never happened
Winter
Winter again and for ever
Your sound carries us off, away
Buried in those things we didn't say
The past, the past
Not into our world so cleverly built on our delusions with our bones
You are here to take our laughter back
I know
Winter, sweet, killer don't cry
Out of our skins and into the ice
Into its blood
Winter far away
Don't go
Don't take away our never happened love
Our story with no words and no sounds
You want him, you want him to die
I know
Don't I know it's too late?
Don't love me don't apologize
Do not step on my fate
We, he and I?
We are characters in our own little movie without sounds
Summer's the end ,
Winter, you're not sorry
Let us have one more Christmas in our empty love story.
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