VIBES...
Withered like a tree
Covered with the dark shade of autumn,
Broken and dull and never being free
My thoughtless mind set to auburn,
Wishing to vibe the innocent feelings
Of mine to the one who will listen to me,
Without shouting and screaming
To someone not caring for me...
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SHADES
PoetryA series of poems describing the different shades of a person's life...
