It's cold...being bold.
So very cold..to be pulled away
the ice, the dice of fate
the hate..oh the weight..
the snow, let it flow through our foes.
but though it blows in us instead
thread some wool, just make me hopeful
give me something warm,
in this storm.
It's cold..so very cold.
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Personal Poem List
PoetryThis will be where I write my poems from here on out. I do not have a specific agenda for releasing them, nor do I intend to publish them. This is just a document where I can place my thoughts down in the art of poetry. All of this is original work...
