A gust of early wind chilled my body as I shuddered slightly. The Cold has been almost warmth..Or at least flush out some cold.
I strayed from my group of friends, and approached the rusty gate ; huge and intimidating. By now, most of us know how to appreciate little packages of happiness, for come dusk, this very place will turn into a potential killing ground.
Sadness; how vastly it could be interpreted into. The hardest things to run away from are your thoughts. Truly, your mind can be the best or worst companion.
'Save your soul. Save your soul..'
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