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Winter Wind
Anonymous Thomas
The winter wind whistles near
the water. Where widows whine.
Where windows shine.
Where everything is mine.
...
Where warriors went.
Where nothing is bent.
Where nothing is dent.
Where there is no money, not even a cent.
Where life is meant.
Where you pay no rent.
Where you will be sent to live in my tent.
Where you will live with the ocean next to the sea.
Where you will live with me.
Where the Winter Wind will send thee.
Anonymous Thomas has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Anonymous's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Anonymous's latest works: