John D'arcy (johnnythunda) wrote in chalkwritings,
John D'arcy

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"The Coldest Sound

In the blank despair of winter
I made my way through a vast, icy wasteland
The snow fell around me as silent as death
As every wrong turn called me
Every dead end taunted me
I thought I heard a note of sound
Like a delicate finger grazing lightly on a piano key
I stumbled over a grave and into a high drift
A tomb, freshly hollowed for my demise
I pricked my finger
Letting the blood slowly fall
And as it dropped quietly onto the white world around me
It spread like a disease, melting the snow
Bringing with it the hope of a new season
I had brought the rebirth of spring

~ john d'arcy ~
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