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Frost
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dietredpop PM
To leaving things.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Romance - Words: 53 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 10-12-11 - id: 2960468
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I blink my eyes, draw my finger over

That frosted window one last time.

I brush his hair on my shoulder and

Wipe it clean, only for the cold to

Cover what I coveted for so long.

I can't see anything outside anymore.

All I can see is the one beside me.

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