Looking through the frame like through a window:
The last set of sun beyond the first fall of snow
Over a burning field of poppy;
Infinite in the distance like a bleeding sea.
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purple wounds
PoetryChapter One: Glimmer of Hope (purple wounds) In her song Sweet Nothing, Taylor Swift said: "On the way home, I wrote a poem You say, 'What a mind', this happens all the time." This quote defines exactly what you'll find in this collection. Several...
Bleeding sea
Looking through the frame like through a window:
The last set of sun beyond the first fall of snow
Over a burning field of poppy;
Infinite in the distance like a bleeding sea.
