gone with the wind

poem ii

crunch as i strolled in ice ankel-height

atmosphere gone overhead

no sun no clouds not even a sky

just the barren wasteland before me,

gone with the wind

shattered my dreams

drifting, but heart unsteady,

eyes wander of those others

yet i remain unseen,

gone with the wind

shatted my dreams

still drifting inside,

but i haven't gone a step,

broken beyond repair

was my life,

gone with the wind

shattered my dreams.

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