the sky is dark,
fog is everywere slowly encasing me,
evey breath i take is bitterly cold,
the tears running down my cheeks are ice before they reach the ground,
people speak to me but i cant hear their words,
they are but soft mumers in the background,
calling my name but not realizing im to far away to hear,
my mind is wondering,
my heart is aching,
the blade sits heavly in my pocket,
it takes all the will power i posses not to reach for it,
it has been this way sence u left,
this is life without you
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