Call me cruel, call me mean.
You're my winter, my heartfelt scene.
Punch me. And I'll bleed.
For despite what I say I am, I'll be just but a kid.
You used to be my warmth, in this never-ending barrage of snow.
You were once my everything, my life and soul.
What a kindred pair we would have been,
Me,the snow; and you, the wind.
-Zarae.WhenThePoetComesTolife.
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Everybody hurts some days, it's okay to be afraid. -Avril Ramona Lavigne.
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