Try writing this one with the sun shining nice and warm -_- I remember how difficult it was.
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Cold Sun
The cold seeps through me,
I feel wet drops pour onto my face.
Pain is present,
Filling me,
Consuming my mind,
I long for the warmth of the sun.
To feel dry,
I yearn for you,
For your companionship,
Your smile the brightest sun,
Your arms my greatest protection and warmth.
The world tipping,
My brow dripping,
My eyes wanting to join the rain,
So flow my lonely river,
Cry my pain filled heart,
Let me dream of you,
And someday wander home.
Sweet dreams I'll dream,
Sad songs I'll sing,
And think of me darling,
As I will think of you.
*An original by Chesshire Spades*
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The Darkened State
PoesíaA bunch of poems and random writings that I found in a bunch of old journals. Some of these are new, however. The title is called The Darkened State for a reason. This is due to most of them being depressing or twisted while I was in The Darkened St...
