My rule is that I used no verbs in my poem. And my poem is not about winter. Sorry guys.

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Long days, sleepless nights,

Forgotten whispers, fading lights.

Woman down, heart broken,

Tear stained pillows, Words unspoken.

Wishful thinking, foolish dreams,

Fetal position, tattered seems,

Passion lost, duplicitous lies,

False intentions, cruel disguise.

Dead roses, Wine drenched floor,

Crumpled tissues, body sore.

Shattered glass, Bloodshot eyes,

Razor’s edge, severed ties.

Black bruises, desperate calls,

Bloody knuckles, Holes in walls.

Weary soul, Last refrain,

Loaded gun, no more pain.