Erasure

Wind blew the rain and the droplets mingled with my tears.
Your spite severed me in my love for you,
and the street stone gave me a place to lie down,
to help me understand love is wrong.
I forgot the fading storm and I fell asleep
until the limbs of my body froze.
The frigid winter night broke my body down to the elements,
anticipating a return, to the cold black nothingness.
Then beneath those freezing stars
the wind blew again
the dust of my useless love,
dispelled into the twilight sky,
where only the sound of my hollow feelings might remain,
to stir the mood of some random passerby.

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