Ah. - Poem by anonymous. thanks.
the eerie cold stifles all
my tender cries.
the heated screams
brush out my empty smiles.
hatred and love
balance softly on my fingertips.
twinkle like stars.
passion and inspiration
now forgotten and unmanageable.
eating away, like blind eyes.
the staggering discomfort
and underestimated lust
fill my heart like rain.
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