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by Kenna
Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #1571399
A ghost like mist swirls around in the atmosphere, clouding my vision.
Dark mysterious wraiths
took over the sky.
Humidity is crawling
through the air
and climbing up my arms,
curling my hair.
A ghost-like mist
swirls around in the atmosphere,
clouding my vision.
This little suburban neighborhood
looks like a rainforest,
and the birds chirping
somewhere in the distance
are the only thing I hear
besides the rolling of thunder;
angels bowling. An angel
is hear, but for what? I wonder.
I feel her on the tips of my fingers,
twirling my hair. But really? where
is she? She is everywhere. She is the angel
of summer.
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