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Cover me softly
blanket of white
hide me from above
so they will not see
what the world
has done to me
so they can ignore
their fault in this
let them look away
afraid for what is
underneath my blanket
of untouched white
let them wonder
what they have done
to the thing
now covered
under a blanket
oh so very white
blanket of white
hide me from above
so they will not see
what the world
has done to me
so they can ignore
their fault in this
let them look away
afraid for what is
underneath my blanket
of untouched white
let them wonder
what they have done
to the thing
now covered
under a blanket
oh so very white
Literature
My Winter Bride
Hush, my love
Not a word
Not a sound
Let me kiss your breath away
as I lay you to sleep in the frost covered ground.
I shall dress you in a wedding gown
of lilies so pure and white
Pleading my vows of love eternal
to you, my Winter bride.
Our wedding bed is covered
in a blanket of virgin snow
Stained only by the secrets
I have forced upon it now.
Sleep gently, my love
Not a whisper
Not a breath
Let me lie by your side
while I love you to death.
Literature
Angels With Cut Off Wings
My angels with the cut off wings
And the wounds which still bleed
You're suffering from the stings
And the causing evil deed
My angels with the cut off wings
You're yearning for the sky
The melody of your pain sings
To me, like a bird unable to fly
My angels with the cut off wings
I tried to stop the running blood
Wanted to dry up sorrow's springs
And to lift you up from the mud
My angels with the cut off wings
You mistook me for an angel like you
But I'm just human with faked things
On my back, who will fall down, too
My angels with the cut off wings
I want be your support, not your stress
Yet, I want your trust without strings
So here I
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Ghost
The dream shatters around me
Like a broken mirror.
Looking at the wreckage,
My reflection unrecognizable.
A broken image.
A broken heart.
I'm cut by the shards
As I try to piece it back together.
My blood sprinkles the surface
Like a red rain.
The mirror is whole again.
What's left of the dream.
I look at my reflection,
And tears finally begin to fall.
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This could be a deceased person, the earth covered in snow or about so much else.
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For some reason it reminded me of anorexia. The "I want to disappear" mentality could relate