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its over
it's over.
the ocean is still. not waving at me.
the sun has ceased to shine.
everything is gloomy
while the wind whispers behind my back.
the trees stare at me
their eyes following everywhere i go
and their leaves quivering in shame
before falling to the ground.
the earth trembles and shakes in anger.
hade. chile. and so many more.
winter still, because a groundhog said so.
an eternal storm inside me
where an icy wind reigns in terror.
and will.
always.
until spring comes again.
3/7/10
