Winter
I watch as the summer passes before my eyes, a circle of destruction leaving me bare - a ground zero - where not even you will dare to venture. Where once you trusted your heart, you now see a broken flat, a filthy home, and everything now to hate. If your new home rests your tired back then please go! It is not my place to even shed my tears on your lips and so I embrace this winter of my soul.
Heather Parker, 2003
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