Waking Half-Divine
Poetic thoughts in bloom.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
The Wind.
The Wind
The wind blows cold,
And feeling so old,
I lay tightly wrapped in its arms
Time starts to change me,
As I try to brave thee,
And deny its deadliest charms.
Written 10.17.09 @ 9:48 PM
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