as i walk in winter
pass plants in frozen slumber
hanging their heavy heads
i just wonder.
as i look to the sky,
the frozen horizion,
my icy breath highlighted
by the sun riseing,
do you still think of me,
as i do you,
constant, non stop,
until my day is through.
im starting to feel lost
a frozen waste land.
people walk by and smile
but they dont understand.
do i waste my time,
ive hit rock bottom,
stranger, do you think of me
or am i forgotton














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