Cold
And it is cold
Inside
Caress, lingering still
And it is black
Outside
Light driven away from my sight
These hands have been idle for far to long
The strength has returned, and with it the longing
All that I crave, to lock my hands around
To fulfill what was always meant to be
Take me home with you now
Back to where it all began
I wish it could just stop
I'm praying for self-restraint
Frosty glade, a chill through the air
Pale face, glistening stare
And it is cold
This neck
Fragile as a twig
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