I'm a cold winter's breeze

Bringing you to your knees

I'm the ice cold rain 

Seeping into your brain

I'm the boiling water making you heated

I'm still just a daughter 

But I am never defeated

I'm the wind at your face

Just howling away

I'm also the warmth

Of a bright summers day

But they know to warned

Because I stir up a storm

When I speak my words of wisdom

With no regard for the system

Just the human race

Trying to keep it all in place

I'm the unbalanced Angel

Who always feels tangled

Seeing every side to each story

Thoughts deeper than a quarry

I'm completey imperfect

But my actions are worth it

I'm cursed with being constantly

The definition of honesty


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