This day is going to drag,
like the wind across my face.
This morning was cold
my heart
felt cold
the wind didn't help
and I'm glad it did not.
Chills raced down my spine
and before I took my first step outside
I felt a rush of anger
subsided
by a rush of fear
I dont know where this is coming from.
but it isn't nice.
nothing is nice anymore.
except when vacant
and filled with thoughts of he.
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