Ice Age

Posted byPoeEternalPosted inmicropoetry, PoeEternal, poetry, WritingTags:, , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The edge of horizon
Just goodbye in his eye
The season of lying
Winter in my sky
Froze from lack of trying
It hurts therefore I cry
No words from where I’m sighing
So cold I’ll likely die

© Delia Ross. 2019

Published by PoeEternal

I'm gone. Maybe it's like I never existed at all.

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