Snow flying through the air,
Trees swaying heavy with ice,
Air cold and crisp,
Grey and cloudy skies.
People passing,
Their faces blurred,
Blank and pale,
Eyes dark and unsure.
Buildings lining the roads,
Tall and daunting,
Crows flying overhead,
A place so haunting.
Fences closing in,
Blocking out all good,
This place is scary,
A creepy neighborhood.
-Bri
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