the sunrise was hell
the moon
was impaled
the mysteries were a flood
the tears
was emotional blood.
frosty memories
frozen on the my breath
cold calculations
adding the death.
cold winter burned like a flame
probably to someone
a dead on game.
emotions sliced
from a cold blade
cold winters
i hide in the shade.

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