winter
As the snow fell, so too did our spirits.
Locked up inside, with the bitterness.
Our feelings were allowed to incubate,
in the biting cold.
.
As the day's grew shorter, so too did our patience.
Being set free, a meak hour before the sun fled.
Our rebelious thought were allowed to grow,
in the complete darkness.
.
As the night's grew longer, so too did our worries.
With more to do, than could possibly be done.
Our stress was allowed to gain strength,
in the absence of light.
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