Poems from indigoblu97

People like drama  they are hard to please  hard to entertain  hard to hold on to  slipping through your fingers like water   So far gone...
it is cold  the breathe she sighs   freezes  forming tiny clouds over her head; an icy halo.    " so many letters..." she mutters, "so many...
Catching the snowflakes as they fall The taste of winter cold and clear  Staring at the frosty swirls etched upon the windows adoringly The...
love is the coulour  of my mother's old sweater  a soft faded blue
Some girls want riches and fame Boys with lots of gold and bling But to me that money’s only a chain I don’t want to be your next Mrs. on...

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