The snow falls
Don't want the saw
Under the wind
Through the ground
Water covering my eyes
Walking blind
Through the snow
Thinking about nothing
Music close by
Through the window
Tears shown
All alone
But I won't show
finally home
In the dome
Watch the colors fly
Through the box
On my eyes
With hot cocoa
Blanket with fuzz
On the chair
Cold
When
The snow falls
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Words that speak from the heart
PoetryI have trouble speaking my emotions or talking to others so I write Poems and short stories from my heart
