Another night to hide behind my blanket
The cold breeze creeps through my window set
On freezing my heart to death
I knew winter would come back
No matter how many sleepless nights I stack
I can't ignore my heart's unrest
Or can I just tell it to stop?
The delusion has to be given up
Come on heart, you've cried enough
And winter also has a heart
But life has shown it must be set apart
And kept as memory of a broken start
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Poet gangster (
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Comments1
Here I take seasons as metaphors to the emotional state of loss. Nicely written in good poetic form
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