A cold breeze blows into my face
Winter is here
Time to increase my pace
Walking faster
The sun isn't out
I get sweatier
Looking at the clouds in doubt
You ask may ask doubt about what?
All and nothing
I think a lot
Pondering sheer existence
Feeling more relaxed
Than tense
A cold breeze blows once more
Still calm inside
But I feel something impending
Chaos reigns
Maybe the world ending
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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Comments1
It's something you feel with the words and beyond; quite ominous revelation on the move.
Aye, strange thoughts I have at times lol
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