What And When - Poem by Jesse Tampa
What happens when there is more ice than cream?
What do you do when death comes to your dream?
What would happen if there were only 2 months in a year?
What if fire composed a tear?
When there is more ice, it doesn’t taste so great
When your dream dies, maybe it was fate
When there are 2 months in a year, the year is up fast
When you cry fire tears, the crying doesn’t last
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