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Poetry

Each of my poems are their own entity, shaded in different hues and personalities. They are empathetic with many universal themes.

Snow Angel

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by kirkpr19

by kirkpr19

                                        
                                                  

                              You have to let go,
                              of the angel made of snow,
                              before heat can grow.
                              To not melt you must refrain,
                              feeling love will bring her pain.