Nov 2015
The darkness swirls in a vengeful throw,
Tossing and turning through tides of snow.
Though it be white and pure
This poison has no cure.
Heart aching in pain and sorrow,
It is felt as if there is no tomorrow.
As soon as the sun has fallen,
It will soon be all forgotten.
- 50RR0W
Tossing and turning through tides of snow.
Though it be white and pure
This poison has no cure.
Heart aching in pain and sorrow,
It is felt as if there is no tomorrow.
As soon as the sun has fallen,
It will soon be all forgotten.
- 50RR0W
This isn't my work. It's my date mate's. He doesn't write poetry often anymore, but he wrote this one for me today because I wanted to see what he used to write. So... Well here it is for all of you to enjoy!
(18/M/USA)
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