Bella Martinez Poems

Chime’s are the Wind


“Chimes are the wind”, when it goes from Dawn to Twilight.
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As I linger around longer and he holds on trying hard to keep his cold embrace. Even though i havent slept in weeks he lingers and follows me in all my scenes. He say's he dangerous and we should be apart but he's already planned with me what were going to do with my soon no longer beating heart. But one cold night I was wandering around in the forest when i shouldn't be in sight. And he despite his thoughts I was nowhere in sight. So he went and ran and finally figured out where i had been and carried me back to my homestead.

And finally when it came to one night he threw rocks and my bedroom window i awnsered it and came in though, and he said that people were starting to notice why he sparkled in the sun. like a dimond in the moon purest glowing stun.
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As I linger around longer and he holds on trying hard to keep his cold embrace. Even though i havent slept in weeks he lingers and follows me in all my scenes. He say's he dangerous and we should be apart but he's already planned with me what were going to do with my soon no longer beating heart. But one cold night I was wandering around in the forest when i shouldn't be in sight. And he despite his thoughts I was nowhere in sight. So he went and ran and finally figured out where i had been and carried me back to my homestead.

And finally when it came to one night he threw rocks and my bedroom window i awnsered it and came in though, and he said that people were starting to notice why he sparkled in the sun. like a dimond in the moon purest glowing stun.
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