Title: Falling.
The snow is falling,
Rapidly. Her heart races.
The sky thunders,
Lighting crackles.
The sky is not kind to her,
As she walks.
But she's not walking to her house,
She's walking to heaven.
Authors/Note: this poem is all about a girl, can you figure it out? And yep random poem I wrote randomly as I am in study. Enjoy.
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