trace me in your warmth and
thaw my soul
it's an endless blizzard up in here
my thoughts control the weather
the weather controls me
letting me tumble and fall
like a snowflake
i am beautiful and delicate
but don't destroy my nature
like you did with Mother Nature
don't fix me
i'm unfixable.
-b
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queued thoughts
Poetrymy lips shame of unspoken words. self-written with a sprinkle of inspiration here and there.
