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by @bryan-muller

Standing alone In the middle of earth With the green leave's falling apart But the wind whisper to me... And the winter is breaking my soul.

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Jun 30, 2016

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Notes: Background of the poem: You feel all alone in this world and all your hope cease to exist, people talking behind your back and the hearts that breaks you...
Tags: #hope #hurt #cold #thiswold #nothingisleft

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