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Her Only Clothes, Are The Falling Snow

III. Her Only Clothes, Is the Falling Snow

Staring blankly into a photo of a girl I'll never know
I'm looking forward to getting stuck out in the snow
So I can meet her in my uncurious state of mind
Where she will be only and only mine
I hope to die tonight
So I can see her from heaven
Because that is the only view that seems right

On days, mostly around the week
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Patrick Tolan 07 August 2006

this is one of the best and most deep poems i have ever read, i really enjoy it and i can really relate to the emotions expressed in it, the dropp and pick up in pace is exilerating i feel like i was with you myself, im not just saying this, this is one of my favorite poems ever man truly magical Patrick

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