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Feb 2015
There's no feeling here
Just perpetual numbness
And empty space
Where you once stood beside me
Keeping me warm with
Your promise of friendship
But the wind is fierce and unrelenting
Blinding me with the frigid whiteness
Of ***** snow
Yet, I reach out to your 'perfect' figure in the distance
My icy fingers grasping nothing
As I silently pray for things to return
To the way they used to be
So that I can feel the thawing rays of my sun

But all the warmth is gone

And all I feel is cold.
Stacy Ward
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Stacy Ward
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