w i n t e r

Occurrence A: Strange urge to sketch (hated) Cesia noted. Followed through with urge and proceeded to draw a sketch of her in math notebook during lecture.

Occurrence B: Strange urge to sketch Cesia continued. Proceeded to redraw in sketchbook and ink, color, and scan.

Conclusion: O_O I NEED AN EXORCIST.

Meh. Part of a seasonal series. Let's just hope they dun all turn out as Cesia O_________O;

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Winter
Snowflakes falling down down down to
drape themselves, in soft white piles upon
Windows frosted with icy wind and
smudged from breath and warm
Fingers tucked snugly into cozy mittens but
coldness still seeping through from the
Snowballs hurled through the air to
explode on target, showering through the
Steam rising ghostly and white from wind-chapped
mouths, eager to be inside and taste
Cocoa warm and brown and steaming hot
topped with the frosty melting softness of
Winter

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,,, X_X Damn that sucked. Haven't written a poem for god knows how long.