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Empty branches equal an empty heart.
The cold wind shakes the leaves bare.
I stand under the tree wishing you were here.
My hat blows off letting my hair run free.
I sing a song of sadness, tear rushing down my face.
I shouldn't have said no.
Now I feel alone.
Now I feel how you felt.
The life of the tree drains as snow slowly covers it.
I can't move, I am frozen.
I hear snow crunch and turn around hoping for it to be you but I did not find my love.
For i found a loss of hope.
A new me.