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Licking wounds and stamping feet

beating cold and winding streets.

Falling snow is white like death

while many perish beneath the dress.



Numbing words and stinging face

burning lies and deadly lace.

Rising ash is fighting strong

though it's not hard for they're not gone.



Blinding sights and crying hands

figured minds and warring lands.

Covered bodies lying still

with many more are falling till.



Violent acts and seeing eyes

We're not right until realized.



-Jacob D. Lujan

What one wants you ask in fact.

The want of love to not go back.

The warmer feelings way down deep.

The ones that want to want to weep.



When those feelings 'scape down low.

The other meanings they sure do blow.

For one was lost into the blind.

The one was cherished for he was kind.



Who thought to thunk to think to those.

Those cherished kinds oh they did pose.

A meandering climax from dark within.

Sleeping like a drunken binge.



The cherished love it was to last.

That was thought until backlash.

Kinder eyes turned to me.

And told me what I aught to be.