1. The cold wind slaughters my mind,
It takes every piece of my body,
And tortures it by making it vibrate,
With a rhythm that begs for a little heating,
That would give it relief,
But coldly it blows harder,
And makes my teeth chatter,
In un-ending good pain.
Hugs and kisses,
Everbright 😘🤗
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DARK ORPHAN
PoesiaThis book contains most poems that I have written when I was feeling sad emotionally(as if there is a way to feel sad if not emotional) Hope you would like my poems because they are my most prized possessions so kindly don't copy them. Hugs and kiss...
