snow
I feel the words, but I cant hear them
I see the day, for its beauty
but the pain inside
still hasnt died
and for all its worth
my mother gave me birth
I reflect on life
I deal with my strife
I’ve yet to understand this,..
No.
I do not want your kiss
I walk away
every day
and I return
with my passion to learn
but
In the end where will I go?
Ah, never mind,
Ill just
watch it snow.
beautiful! -H.
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I always like your poetry so much ^_^
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