Burning in my eyes
The cold of longing.
Often pondered,
Endless are the colors
Of the buried thoughts of my desires.
Wasted, useless
From my lamentations.
Feeble wonders
Falling deeper down
Lie
False is the wind beneath your sigh.
Daylight reigns clear upon the frailty of the mind.
Passion and wisdom cannot save me from my fate.
Masked in snow
Winter is nigh.
Once a heart
now is ice.
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