Snow falling
Snow is falling.
I feel it coming down on me.
No strength to fight
No strength to rise
Just me in this silent night.
And the snow is taking me.
I fear I might be forgotten.
But by spring I’ll be rotten.
Last things I see
Are faces I loved.
But they never found me.
So I died alone.
Well this borned because I saw a
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