The wind snatches the flame from the candle like a convicted man; his freedom. With no warmth the candle cries it's last tears. The candle stands cold and alone, in darkness. An abandoned soldier, fighting off the enemy in the trenches covered with dense snow.
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Poems and lyrics from a nobody
PoetryThis book is a collection of poems and song lyrics I've written over the past two years. I hope you enjoy all the different topics and prose. ❤️ P.S. They are not in order of when it was written.
