On the cold winter night
The mind is filled with memories
It explored an array of feelings
Some brought forth warmth and happiness to the soul
Others fed the morbidity with a hysterical chill
How had it reach to this stage again?
"You care about people too much ,
It's all your fault"
Whispered her mind,giving out a cold laugh
The darkness in her soul climaxed
For it knew the mind was right yet
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PoetryA collection of poem that expresses the thoughts of a wandering mind Unsaid thought expressed through the art of writing
