Spring Day
Standing with my heads up
Letting the cold breeze wrap against my body
Hoping that tears would turned to frozen
So I could stop from weeping.
Hearts were trembling from your coldness
But your stare make it warm
I know that I'm hopeless
So, terminate me from making
my heart harm.
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100 Written Poems
PoetryI wrote 100 poems for the people who feel so unloved. -MysticallyDimples
