He is cold, iced, dead. Haiku
A frozen grave that his worth
By George’s Girl 2026 Published about a year ago • 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2025
He is cold iced dead Haiku
His icy heart died
his body turned to dark dust
nothing grew just death
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George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites
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Comments (3)
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Talk about dark and darkness. Good job.
Beautifully done!