Best Poem of S.I.M.

This Winter
this winter's
going to be a cold
one i can feel it in
my bones the
winds have
begun blowing
and the fire's
turned to stones
the light shines
less than once it
did and all the
sunshine's gone
and hid. warm
ginger tea fills
my mug in hopes
that summer'll
soon be . . .
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Phoenix Song
bird aflame
turned to ash
soon to fly
though going to
crash
weathered
height turns to
withered plight
every and
nothings going
to be alright nay,
not on this night
everything and
nothings going
to be alright. . . .
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