Heat, how it beats
a desert..it's all just bland sand,
endless and friendless
yet below all that sweat
I bet that old cold is still there
pain, an endless stare,
or a senseless glare
Heat, how it beats
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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...
