It's cold outside
can see that I'm still breathing
lost in the wilderness
Have to keep believing
life goes on
and history grows
where it stops
nobody knows
sleeping now
tired eyes begin to close
chosen how
the rest of the story goes
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Love Poems: The Cycle
PoetryThere is no greater muse than love. The inspiration for this book of poetry was love and the cycle that comes: falling in love, being in love and the break. We have all fallen in love. It's magical. It fills every inch of your being and every secon...
