the wind

by Shanika *libra* - Not entered

I heard the howling of the wind 
as it banged against the outside trying to get in.

 I watched as it flung itself to and fro, 
against the panes of the window.

I felt its cool, harsh, words chilling me from within,
 pulling at my hair and clothes, biting at my skin.

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Date created: 1998-09-30 14:34:23
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:34
Poem ID: 50696

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