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i bleed poetry Mar 2018
3 past midnight and the clouds are heavy
my mind is clouded with unwanted thoughts
which makes my heart cold and weary
I sip red wine
For it sends warmth to my body
I fill my lungs with clouds
For it brings calm to my stormy sea
I'm new here and i'm into writing short poetry :) hope you enjoy what i share!

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