A distant cry...
From what I perished for?
No...
It was born...
The winterburden.
I bled its tears once...
Oh, if only it could wither,
Wither in the absence of my thoughts.
So I cry...
I cry, not only for my spirit in its living shell.
But for the ones who brought the lust through me...
Writer(s): PARVEZ YUSAF, EIDE CARL MICHAEL
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