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Winter gust blows through my veins,
Chilling me to the bone.
I am not sure how far from home I am,
Why am I always alone?

The nighttime sky above me,
stars and moon give me light.
I walk this street with a broken heart,
No one wants in their sight.

*My lips are red from the cold,
skin as white as snow.
Eyes bloodshot from crying before,
I don't know where to go.*

I want to see your face one last time,
To see your eyes sparkle in the sun.
But I fear you will be disappointed,
When you learn what I have done.

I leave this town and you behind,
This night so close to dawn.
For I love you, but you love him,
And time keeps passing on.

EDIT:i cant find the real poem
so ill re-edit this soon

EDIT2: found the original paper;
added in the missing stanza.