Joy

Author: JeanieforlongType: PoemRating: SafeStatus: Complete
Joy is there,
sometimes not,
sometimes cold,
sometimes hot.
Sometimes you don't feel it,
but sometimes you do.
Sometimes you hate it,
but you like it too.
But on the coldest of days,
joy doesn't bring you back.
Sometimes it's cosy,
But sometimes it attacks.
But it makes memories,
good or bad,
and when you're with it,
you're rarely sad.
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