Tainted glass

Snow falls upon the glass
As my breath melts
Like it’s my last
Cracks appear in broken mirrors
As reflective souls
Trickle and glimmer

Light bleeds inside
An empty chamber
A head full of memories
Escaping like butterflies
Into the air

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