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Snowfall
Snowfall,[/font]
Covers all;[/font]
Except the guilt,[/font]
That my broken heart has built.[/font]
No winter fun can be had there;[/font]
Nor summer sun for us to play without a care.[/font]
Nothing grows or comes to those hinterlands,[/font]
Those barren patches polluted by clumsy hands.[/font]
Covers all;[/font]
Except the guilt,[/font]
That my broken heart has built.[/font]
No winter fun can be had there;[/font]
Nor summer sun for us to play without a care.[/font]
Nothing grows or comes to those hinterlands,[/font]
Those barren patches polluted by clumsy hands.[/font]
Published 14th Jan 2010
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Anonymous
15th Jan 2010 12:41pm
and why broken hearted?
20th Jul 2011 3:26pm
I'm guessing that your poem is trying to mimic accumulation. Sadly I think this hinders the meter and the flow is very disrupted.
I like the concept but the execution is not as good.
I like the concept but the execution is not as good.
