The pain of knowledge

March 25, 2010
I see stars in the sky,
Right before I start to cry,
Dogs howl at the moon,
Death will come soon,
I sit in the snow,
Wanting to forget what I know,
Wanting to feel warmth instead of cold,
I keep remembering all the things I was told,
I should have listened to those words,
Because now I am stuck out in the snow,
And worse,
No coat and no gloves,
No longer with the ones I love,
Cursed to freeze in the snow,
Cursed to die with what I know.





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