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Stuck
The arts distorted breeze
just seems to float in
from the winters look
clouds settle in
All the winters grief is coming
what do i do when it comes around again?
the sky is begging you to go back down
this is the closest it will come to telling
This is the farthest it can go
The trees transformation
broken limbs to the ground
and we just keep tripping
one day after the next
tripping lonely
hmm what a heart feeling poem is this poem too..mean you know how to write good poetry..so keep it writing ..and the following verses of your are very well written..love them..
The arts distorted breeze
just seems to float in
from the winters look
clouds settle in
All the winters grief is coming
what do i do when it comes around again?