i wish i would break into pieces so u wont find my traces
crawling in the dark leaving a hollow trail
they hum a song in my ear
and no I aint coming home yet ....
The winters so fresh are still in my mind
the winds that froze the breath are here somewhere
the gloom the bloom and the white fog
are right inside somewhere lurking ....
wait for me I tell them
ill come one day thats my promise
but they pay no heed they move away
silently moving far far away...
I dont mind their neglect though
standing all alone I bask in memories
trying not to be lost but I fail
almost always but I always try ....
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