Snow Storm
It's coming, my beautiful disaster.
Cold, cruel, unforgiving. Beauty in the eyes of a master.
My beautiful disaster, my apocalyptic love-
You are my peace, my warmth, that I'll push away with a shove
I see you, breathing, ripping through my core
Beautiful disaster, how can you walk with the grace of lore
Chaos unbidden. You freeze my tips,
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