the warmth of you
snaps
like a twig
on my snowy heart
you are near and I start to melt
when the cold seeps in
is the moment
I realize you’re not there
anymore
any more
of this and I will
snap
like the neck
of an animal in a trap
to be put out of your misery
to be put out of your memory
to be put out
in the cold
where my snowy heart and I
belong
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