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When it rains-it pours-yes it does
And when it snows it becomes bitter cold
Leaving me here buried in an avalanche of stoic-apathetic words
And the abyss of your choices-so bold.
Learning another lesson comes very hard for me
Not wanting to see the reality-unmasked- that is true
But the truth-it is screaming at me-you see
Now i am buried by the bitter cold avalanche that is you.
May 10,2010
poem
by
Theodora Onken
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