Windmill Read Count : 6

Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Tall construction of steel

Bolt heavily with iron bullets

You carried my breathe and circulated with tin aluminum wheels 

Turning each deep breathe on its way 

I drive pass it yesterday 


Leave no regrets behind

I beneficial my life as it was fine. 

No more tears rusted in the wings 

Only crimson time hold things. 

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