these thoughts of you keep falling
down like a winter's snowflake
my voice reaching out to touch your ear
desperate, failed, you did not hear
feelings were blurred like a night light's bokeh
messed up words ended up broken
a glance was all I could dare
it wasn't right, it wasn't fair
your skin is like the winter's snow
when touched, is cold
numb, and has no flow
little glimpse of you
one or two
but it did not make sense
felt like there was no existence
where are the little ripples
that once became waves
little talks became still
silent for days
feelings were lost
confused and stolen
burried in dirt
dead roses in a coffin
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PoetryA collection of thoughts, poems, reflections and all that shiz that goes in my mind. Please, feel at home.
