The violent wind blows cold, freezing in a once beautiful field
The tall grass is dead and gone replaced
By the charred yet frozen soil of a wintery death.
Barren, isolated, solitary
Nothing is left
The charred remnants of a nuclear winter
That destroyed everything in its path.
Toxic radioactivity completes the mission
Of utter and total destruction.
Such was the outcome,
The aftermath of the seduction
Of a fool.
Barren, isolated, solitary
Nothing is left.
Just toxicity, malice and death.
My silence is screaming
And my screams are silent
You were once the tall grass
Of summer's past
You've become the nuclear winter.
I used to wait for you
Long for you
Now I have to run to save my life
And the lives of those trapped
With me in this deadly, toxic mess
Barren, isolated, solitary
Nothing is left.
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