They remind me of you,
Those cold winds.
They make me feel lonely,
Those cold winds.
Make me want to die,
Those cold winds.
But then also give hopes of summer,
Those cold winds.
They blow on the snowy evenings,
Those cold winds.
What is the reason I wonder?
For they never change and everytime,
Everytime makes me feel lonely.
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There Was A Feeling
PoetryWhile so many things could've changed, I wanted to decide I'll always be the same. But why is it so difficult? ------- This book is the poetry book with poetries highlighting topics anxiety, depression, self-doubt, heartbreak and many more such fee...
