The wind is cold,
oh so very cold today.
The heavens wept tears of dispare,
for reasons unknown to the human eye.
I could see my breath escaping,
showing the warm of my soul running.
Trying to fill the lone little void,
that eats at me all through the day.
Which rides in my heart for so very long,
I feel as if I should bend to met the reapers wrath.
The winds rush through the falling leaves,
as if colored snow is falling all around me.
To be seen again in maybe another time,
maybe even another life.
Everything seemed so empty,
with no one around at first.
Everyone seemed so sad,
keeping their distance
Every fiber of my being was telling me i wasnt there,
nor was I wanted.

Just a small poem I came up with to show how my day had gone ^^
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