The Winter's Wind
the winter's wind
it's cold it's brisk
a time to mend
a chance a risk
time is too much
the lonely will hurt
from a winter's touch
still we will flirt
with loss and gain
silence around
the sound is pain
hit the ground
blood. i'm alive
good to know
i still thrive
for the will to let go
no time to pretend
its rough. get through
THE WINTERS WIND
Copyright © Autumn Page | Year Posted 2010
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