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Pitch black blossoms on the winter sky

Conquered the bare crowns

In the old mist of a fragile dawn

A frozen sculpture

Born from a true heart

Two bodies so lovingly intertwined

Within the iced soil of the human life

Your gentle hand still resting heavy

On my cold cheek

As the never melting ice of the north

My strong hands unable to caress

Along your scars of time

But I'm still in love with all of them

All words are lost in our frozen throats

But I feel your vigorous fear

of decaying in this frozen cage of life

I want to leave this dormant witchcraft, too

But these glaciers of time will not melt away

And I feel we can't break through

Without breaking us apart

Your last broken parts

Still knotted to my solitary heart

But these remains are so cold