I changed my name
Remember me with a smile on my face
replace the tears in your memory with
the hot cocoa we drank on my kitchen floor
in socks and underwear
after walking for miles in the snow
It was like a drug taken for the first time
Beautiful and trivial
I lose my meaning when I get this feeling
So I closed my eyes, loosened my grip
and watched as you slipped from the waterfall
The assassins rode back into town
Having done their chore
I stopped to listen
to hear the wind roar and waves hit the shore
Poetry by Natalie
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Written on 2009-03-10 at 22:30
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