

The Ignorance of WinterOf Christmas spirit, you see, When green lands should turn grey, Winter, is void and dead empty. As stoic spruces fade, The World rotates anew: So harmoniously, Leaving the Sun amazed.The Ignorance of Winter
Mother Earth loves springtime, And while wintry winds wander
She prepares. With such care, And such caution. She knows Undertaking springtime, She hums softly Herself Sets the table again, Waits for the World to die.


I Just Won't BreatheThe Prince I had held so near To my heart conspired, Left me desolate and full of fear; Thus, I feel no need to reconcile.I Just Won't Breathe
That Hierophant, he tied a string, Unwittingly, betwixt my throat And, when of his praises I strive to sing, He pulls and pulls until I choke.
Another man, he asked me, "Lo, is he ignorant? You love him so!" I clutched my heart so full of woe.
I cut our string. My pride sated, filled! And shouted, echoing from the highest hill: "I hate him!" Yet my love lin
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past guilt force revival
by death wish or trial
departing in style
the dead walking miles
history certainly will not forget the evil me
~Bright-Pessimism
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