Season of lost towers By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
Seasons come and go
Changes happen,
From little ones
to big ones we grow,
still there's one thing
I know...
My beautiful towers,
Who I never got to see,
So much liberty shines in
thee...
So much sadness, so much
blood lostin the cloud
of dust and smoke.
Broken dreams like
snowflake papers lay
tossed around...
My towers,
My beautiful playground...
R.I.P.
Never forget...
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