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Apr 2018
All of their eyes
Placed upon me
It is very cold
In the gale
Always with that whisper
This is where
Every part
Of me begins to shake
In the gale
This is more than I can take
Because each heart
Burns me crisper
And I begin to unfold
The air
Grows Pale
In this smoky gale
The leaves
Protect me from lies
Even as they meet demise
As I stand
Afraid
In this gale
With absent care
I don't understand
Why no one grieves
For the tree
That will now fade
Into the gale
Just a small note for anyone that cares, I've been a little shy about sharing my long poems. The first one I posted was given positive feedback, so maybe let me know if you want to see more? This is my second long one, so I thought I'd ask on here.
Nicholas Fonte
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