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Warm December
How nice of you,
To think of me.
Thoughts hammered with-
Hopes and fantasies.
Suddenly, I'm in a place-
I never asked for.
Yet you beg me to play along-
Told you to hold-
Your breath.
For-
Don't you think that this will be the night-
You'd remember?
I'd hold you close-
Cold nights in December.
Bring you Summer days-
Springs tease.
I'll be the one you-
Wont forget.
Stain your dreams.
Cold Sweats.
honest compliment
if wed had a poetry class i would always right really concerned and elated notes when workshopping to try and prove i think its good.