The Cold Winters Day


I feel the chill across my face

as if the sun has been melted by time

The beautiful coating surrounding the human race

wanting nature to be mine

Footsteps creep like silent doves

 sounds of  glass has began to shatter

Snow drops hit me like tiny beams of light within space

making me wish this day would stay every second, of every day

Sounds of tree talking abruptly, give me chills that run down my spine

turning my head and looking back

I'm lost within this sense of time


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