Left Behind Poem by Silvana Sky

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The ice on the trees
The ice on the lake
Is nothing like the ice left behind in your wake.

Every little shard sprinkled on the ground.
Every piece nothingness left to your terrible sound.

All the lifeless lessons scattered on the floor
All the things left behind when I locked the door.

You'll move on forget and distractions you will find
And all those things that you said will forever be in my mind.