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It's just like a snowflake....

She took my hand
and lead me along
all I wanted was sleep

this is a big mistake
is all I can think

as she leads me down the hall
though the end is near
I do not think at all
steadily
foot after foot
step after each shaking step

my heart is sinking
like a skipping stone
hitting an oil tanker
its all I can do to take in a breath
the air feels thin
definitely; most likely not much oxygen
or are we drifting
down and down
the pressure building
condensing
evaporating
sweat
tears light up my chest
as I stumble

just a tug of a hand
and a tighten of a grip
I feel release
and I begin to escape
my own weary head

as she sets me down to sleep
and kisses away all my sorrows