But Yet...
The sky is gray with over cast. But yet I feel warm not worried about that past. The cold snow makes me shiver. But yet I'm warm in my heart with a qwiver. Time is going by. Yet I'm content, I relax with a sigh. Sign in to see full entry.
How I Feel In Poetry, SOME HAPPY OR SAD: But Yet...
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There are moments in my life now that I can only heal with words and poetry or short stories. Id like to share them with you.
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