Natalie Frey

After thawing form the cold,
The sun befriends the earth,
Like a relationship growing old,
Praying for rebirth.
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Death is like freefalling from earth,
Into the unknown and undefeatable.
Into something so great and eternal,
As the bottomless ocean,
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Sometimes, you feel the burdens,
Of fate's imperfect dealings.
Hold your breath when life opens,
That box of gloomy feelings.
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In a metropolis of alleyways and prismatic windowsills,
Strides a polished, purring tabby wtih her head held high.
She summons snickers from all the calicos,
With collars coated in carats of finest cut,
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One can only hope,
That out of someone, I'll meet anyone,
Orr find my no-one among the everyone.
Logic and law fill these rooms,
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She's younger, she's shorter,
But she has never let it stop her.
She has the determination,
And the energy of that little, blue train,
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Your heart feels like old cardboard,
Slowly collapsing under the weight of the tears,
That you allowed to overflow its edges.
You no longer bother with appearances,
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It smells like any summer evening,
Like hamburgers, mosquito repellent,
And freshly cut grass.
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