My mind is like a city after a snow storm
Beautiful.
Yet lonely
dangerous
Yet peaceful
The sky is gray with dark clouds
But behind it is an endless sky of blue.
The clouds clear
The snow melts
The sunshine is warm
But still the wind is rigid and cold
sm.
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a collection of words that don't particularly go together
PoetryThis is just some poems I've written. They don't have a common theme. Everything in this collection of poems is up for interpretation. Whatever it means to you is exactly what it means Cool.
