Cold & Dark Poem by Laura Rodriguez

Cold & Dark



It's dark and cold,
the trees grow old.
It starts to rain and thunder,
as I slowly go under.
He truly must be gone
because I'm alone.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kristen Burbella 28 November 2009

This really gets me. I can relate.

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