Scott-Free Posted December 17, 2004 Report Share Posted December 17, 2004 I follow these foot steps Through the frigid crystal white Many steps have left their mark Some of these could be mine From days past A traveled path I trudge ahead Shamed faces, regret Unity only in wanting home Wind so cold, my face it stings Maybe this whole morning is colder for me I awoke today, but my heart feels empty Or, maybe we're all as empty as I am barely awake Manotony has consumed me as of late With this manotonous consumption of my days It's taken a bit too much These walls must be sick of me staring through them Home is only a calender away but today's barbed wire winter white FloydtheBarber28@aol.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Earth-Angel Posted December 17, 2004 Report Share Posted December 17, 2004 That describes winter in the UK perfectly! That's how I feel in winter anyway... Good job Scott Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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