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Just a little poem, inspired by winter.


Pz-avatarby Ashley Riley20 Jan 2014

The wolves and the wind howl in harmony.
Their music tears her soul
to shreds, like the cruel fabric
that binds her life
to her limbs.
Winter exhales. They flutter away,
those wretched bandages,
into the gem-studded blackness.
She watches them go
and laughs.
To her dying mind,
they look like birds.