Chaos and cold
from all sides
like flames, like tides,
but I'll survive,
my body can endure
and all shall be well
with the cure
from your hell -
this you see is just flesh
for your echo to touch
and keep alive
somehow.
And with every midnight
and the recurrent deaths
I so well know
a soul shall no longer
be here
to hear how the ending winter has come.
Look at what you've done!
28/02/2019
segunda-feira, 4 de março de 2019
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