Flakes of frost, nips eagerly at thy hills,
Forming an unboding anger's test of wills!
Ironic fate has thrown you to my side, For
your protection, I'll guard and hide! Your
safety is but my worry, You may have to
hide, before running to scurry! Behind
tall brambles of hidden facades, Lingers on
by my couragious abstracted cherades! This
Cheshire Cat's hidden smile, eminates my
disguised hidden love, so infectious a free
formed despised rejected, hatred's denial!
My love for you has been hiddenly blind,
You can count on me to be your protector
divine! The cards were stacked against us
from the start, Causing me this old busted
down, shattered, broken heart! 12-07-2005'.
2005 Michael Jeffrey Gale
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