i use to
love a
girl who
wore
a necklace
of clouds
and since
she was almost always
of a
sunny disposition
mostly they'd be pure
and white
but sometimes on
her becoming
sad
they
would rain
or sometimes
she'd become
angry and they'd
storm
which she didn't like
being girlishly vain
because
the lighting would strike
her skin
leaving scars
but
there was one time
i saw them snow
the time
i told her
i cheated on her
with her best friend
and they snowed
and snowed
and snowed
and snowed
until it covered
her up and she died
from exposure
and after she died
since she never told
anyone i cheated on her
her family gave the necklace
of clouds to me
and i put it on
and it snowed
and snowed
and snowed
and snowed
until i died from
exposure
too
so now
when you
approach me
you will see
that coldness
in my eyes
and that cloud
of frost when i
speak
because
no longer is there
any warmth
in my body
to thaw my breath
because
my
heart is
frozen
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