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The Fog
I still remember how I felt
When I was strolling through the fog
It surrounded me, a blanket of misty white
And engulfed anything in my arms reach
It was soothing
And horrifying all at once
Its like being glad nobody is there
And wishing someone was,
An absent presence every corner turned
Almost like the depths of despair
And the fog doesn’t breathe a single breath
Its peaceful and quiet
It doesn’t want to be heard
Its just like me.
I feel like I’m lost in a deserted town
The kind I’ve only seen in movies
The kind where its only moments of peace
Before something utterly horrific comes to claim you
I like it
For a time or two
But
Its not long before I realize
That I am alone.
To feel surrounded by nothing
Is awfully peaceful
Quiet
And lonely.
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