Crispy December breeze,
Through my cold red checks.
Wants,
To whisper something in my ears.
A tear drops,
A fear knocks.
It says goodbye.
The think of it twists my stomach.
The feel of it freezes my blood.
How could time pass this
fast ?
I ain't ready
Oh, I always hate to say that word !
But
I know deep down my head,
I have to do this.
I have to stay strong,
And
Say it....
Goodbye December !!!
But the memories you gave me will
Always stay with me....
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When I Close My Eyes
Poetry• It's just a release of mind. • A scream we all do, at certain points of our lives. • It's dark. But the darkness sometimes might break into light. • At times, might get you down and the other time may get you up. • Sometimes inspiring and sometim...