Winter Poems

Just some poems I wrote while staying at my grandparent's cabin. Turns out that lack of wi-fi is the best kind of forced inspiration ( ;
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5. safe screams

My hair is wet, but my scream is silent,

waiting for light to pass me by,

this place is safe, but my head is violent,

waiting for life, to tell me a lie.

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