I Am This

I Am This

A Poem by Kiara

Cold, bitter cold,
Flows through these veins.
Wind, abusive wind,
Caresses this skin.
Hands, warm hands,
Leave me in the rain.
Lips, sweet lips,
Swear I have sinned.

© 2012 Kiara


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Added on April 3, 2012
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My name is Taylor Bigelow, I am eighteen and I absolutely love my boyfriend, my cats, music, writing, and playing my trumpet. Some of the bands I listen to are: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sir.. more..