Cold
by jason foulger Apr 28, 2007
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A strange gust of wind comes out of no were. The wind is so cold it goes straight to your bones. Then total darkness. But in the dark i see figures running around me. Then i relise im not on heavon nor hell. But instead its the true side of your love. |
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17 years ago
by BrokenBrit
I like this poem! good job. Just try spacing it out a little bit, just a bit of advice.
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17 years ago
by BrokenBrit
Hey, good poem!
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17 years ago
by Summer
This poem is really good. I LOVE IT!!
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17 years ago
by Bee
Really good. i like it.
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17 years ago
by Unknown Soul
Hey jason...long time i havent seen ur poems....this one is a gr8 one...keep it up...5/5
