Snow falls softly
and blankets all
snow falls softly
I hear you call
calling out in pain
slurring every syllable of my name
each gasp turning your blankets red
kneeling beside you
calming you for death
I wish this were my last breath
you stutter words
clinging to life every
spasm as sharp as the knife
peircing your heart
and instead of dying quietly
your last act of life
you muttered a name that wasn't even mine
so I left you there to die
alone.
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