.......
remember me when the wind passes
on your very cold shoulders
but instead do not look back
your stare confuses me more
instead pray for me
for i will soon enter the light
a distant memory
of a vivid past
recollecting innermost thouhgts
i scream in pain...
no more tears shall fall...
this is swear on my grave

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