Cold and distraught,
White and pure,
Windy and chaotic.
The snow falls from the sky,
the sun doesn't shine through.
Cold as the winters edge,
dark as the moonless night.
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Words From The Heart (Poetry)
PoetryClose, personal, heart wrenching and truthful poems that come from inside me. Things I've dealt with, problems I've exceeded... and some I've failed, and some I still do. I advise you to realize my life isn't perfect, no one's is... my poetry isn't...
