September 7th, 2018
When the wind blows, you feel the wind in your hair.
But do you know where it goes?
No one knows where the wind goes, Oh where the wind goes Oh nobody knows, Oh i wish i knew where the wing goes.
When the wind blows, what do you feel like? Is it a tiny boost of calm? Or it makes you want to try to fly? Or it makes you want to fight?
Oh nobody knows how the wind makes you feel, Oh nobody knows, nobody knows.
When the wind blows, what do you smell? Is it the neighbors barbecue there having in their backyard? Or is it the normal smell of the air? Or is it the natural smell of wind?
Oh nobody knows what the wind smells like, Nobody knows, Nobody knows.
When the wind blows, what do you feel?
Is it the air touching your fingure tips? Or is it the things in the wind like dust? Or is it nothing and I am just acting crazy?
When the wind blows, what do you here? Is it the whisper of the wind? Or the sounds comeing from the city or your neighbors house? Or is it nothing.
ill write more later
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My Bad Poetry
PoetryWARNING: CONTAINS MY BAD POETRY AND SHORT STORIES this will also include story prompt ideas, like Sparks to make a fire And please if you want to save your soul, don't read the first 5 chapters bc they are horrible
