I have gone mad this winter
Stargazers wither too quickly
blood droplets decorate
snow
blankets
wrinkled
by a quiet chaos
I suckled a belief outworn
like faded boots kicking
that dead white horse
I fell in love with
when I was three
Pristine Pleasure from the Cadere Innocens collection, by kikyz1313
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