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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I'm awake, I'm at the U.
One of the many, one of the few.
I'm sitting at this computer thinking about tomorrow
About how all the studying will turn to sorrow
I dance like a butterfly, I sting like a bee
After my grade has paid for the fee
Dancing like the world has stopped spinning
Grades don't matter, nor does winning...

This is spur of the moment. Sorry my post couldn't be more enlightening...

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