Tis The Season
Frost
Breathe
Heaving through
Icicle lungs.
Wind
Force
Pushing past
Frozen bodies.
Cold
Lush
Frostbiten hearts
Become acquaintances.
Frozen
Pain
Hurting people
Warm with
Love.
This poem is about:
Our world
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