Snowman with charcoal eyes,
and frozen smiles.
Spit on my decrepit corpse.
I am alone in a wide blanket of snow,
white death consumes me.
As I am consumed by frostbite,
and numbed thoughts,
snowflakes fall delicately on dead flesh.
I am deafened by snowfalls rhapsody,
I am buried under blizzard's wrath.
I am entombed under burdens of Snowman's respite.
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Coherence
PoetryThis is a poetry collection that is both ever updating and ever changing. This collection of poetry isn't exactly traditional or ever a solid complete piece of prose, I am ever adding and changing and morphing them into something I feel is better or...
