And we danced in snow like ashes,
That burnt our laughing tongues,
And kicked up and crunched and warmed our bare feet,
And the smoke that seeped into our many pores,
And destroyed our lungs slowly from the inside out,
But for some reason,
I couldn't of felt happier,
Because in some distorted way,
I loved to destroy myself with you.
-D.
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