the girl is walking slowly
silently
through the empty streets
she he wraps her arms
around her waist
and shivers once again
she hasn't a jacket
only a thin shirt
to protect her from the cold
she can se the fog
as she exhales
her warm breath against the frigid air
she is beautiful
with her place skin
and snowflakes in her hair
her destination is unknown
she carries on
through the chilling cold
the wind is whipping
the snow is falling
and the girl is soon gone and away
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Random Poems for Random Souls
PoetryRandom collection of my poetry. Everything I write, I mean. It all flows straight from my heart to my pen. I hope you like it.
