Oh DecemberA Poem by RESWARTis dat month
Oh December!
Thou art the harshest Trapping us in your web of snow Where we don't feel a heart You remind us of jutting edges The icicles like our nose You numb us through the pain By when we awaken We would have lost precious time And a middle finger We had saved up for the world Oh December! Thou art the harshest © 2014 RESWAR |
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