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I went from sooo happy to sooo sad.

Here are two poems that I have written. First one doesn't have a title.

The tears that fall upon my hand
feels like frozen water from the Arctic.
The cold feeling of the distant land,
the feeling of the coldness and loneliness.
The anguish and the pain,
Are the tears of sorrows rain.

Here's the second.

Dark Nymph

Let the Nymphs sing while they wade
let the sun have its shade.
While they sing of their glory,
while one girl tells a sad story.

Soon enough they won't bask,
Soon the girls story's in the past.
During the Spring they'll rise,
During the Fall she dies.

Their sunrise eill be lost
Sooner or later she'll awaken.
Their breeds will cross
so that grief will cover the forsaken.