
The sky burns
with reds and blues,
different shades and
different lights
painting you.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees

The sky burns
with reds and blues,
different shades and
different lights
painting you.
Thank you for reading! I hope you will return in the future! Please follow to read more poems!
-Alina