Midnight, in the dead of winter,
nothing croaks or creaks.
The only sound the howling wind
sweeping away your dreams
and finally stealing you
Yay! Another random poem that I have no idea where it came from. Literally I don't. I was just listening to the radio, and all of a sudden, I just started writing stuff down. By the time the song was done, this is what happened. *shrugs* Oh well. Reviews are loved, the people who write them even more so.