Cold
A ripple for every moment
Frigid sky scattered here and there. Shadows watch mountains who are not easily scared. Snowflakes fall as time stands still, while sun's warmth trembles under the treacherous chill. Depths run thin as the ice grows, and blue meets white in the blue shallow. Everything covered perfectly in a blanket, one that is cold and doesn't need to fake it.
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May 9th
Over the course of the last year, I've forgotten how to breathe. Sometimes I get so wound up and filled with anxiety, I don't take a second to relax before my insides start ripping apart. Not surpr.....