The bodies in the graveyard of my mind.

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there was a time where the sunshine loved the snow.

she showered her snow with warmth

and then the snow had to go away from the sunshine.

for it was about to melt.

and though the sunshine still loved the snow she focused on the earth

because thats all that had been left in the snows place

so the sun shined her warmth on the earth

waiting for the time when her snow would return

. . . . . .

and yet what the sun hadnt known was that the snow wasnt as pure as it seemed

the snow had been a liar, not pure soft and white as it appeared.

in reality, the snow had been quicksand

pulling the sun into its thralls with lies

pulling the sun down, and down.

making the sun unknown to his lies the quicksand showered her with lies of love and loss.

while the sun slowly drowned in the sand's presence.

 unable to get out, not knowing she was drowning

until.

the earth finally pulled her from the sands cold embrace.

allowing the suns light to shine again.