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The wind whispered through the dark, empty trees like a warning in a foreign language. Winter was coming, and with winter the old ways had a habit of returning. It always started slow; the way summer faded into fall with its abundance of crows. They would huddle in the trees, on street corners, or perch on railings in alleyways. Always seeming a little too attentive and interested in the goings on about them. As the leaves die, so to the crows decline in number. Leaving room for others more uncanny than they. The odd feeling that would make your hair stand on end grew stronger as the calls of the wolves grew louder in the darkest part of the

Hey there, Do you remember me? I suppose, You wouldn't really remember. It was so long ago. Back when we were kids, Forgiving and innocent. Before you started hating me, And spreading you lies to you friends. Before we grew up. Do you remember? Or have you forgotten? The way we used to Laugh and play Like friends? Or fight Like siblings? And do you know, How Much It Hurts? The way you are so cold to me? The condescending way, You laugh behind my back, Just inside my hearing So I know it's for me? The thing is though. I don't hate you. I never have. First you were my friend. And now, You make me sad. Sad because, No matter how old we get,

Don't leave me behind There is nothing for me here Besides a silent town Full of silent people Don't take me with you I wish not to die the death and destruction Where you will go Is not for me Don't leave me with some strangers We pass along the way Or some stranger in the city Near where you will stay Don't leave me with our family Who run that awful inn Disease runs rampant over there I'd bee dead before you! Just stay right here With me awhile And pleas, Oh please don't go Because home isn't here when you aren't around Don't forget where home is, please And you better come back to stay If you don't, I'll hunt you down And Drag you b