I walk, but the world is still around me.
Though my feet take forward steps,
I can not seem to move.
I've seen with these eyes,
no longer tainted by the color rose.
As far as I may climb, the valley isn't far below.
My breath is shallow,
so much so that I can no longer see it
within winters frozen heart.
My endless road, where I go nowhere.
I am, but I refuse to be.
This eternal nothingness in front of me.
Please tell me what you think
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Good job!
Read like a dream, I like that. Well done!

