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Never so subtle were the screams in the barren tundra

Millions of static lights on the black paper landscape

Sitting, awaiting injection

Flowers spreading red sorrow

Everything that is painful

Nothing but debris

All is left open, a warmth in the darkness

To manifest with suffocation

Return to life’s origin

Hydrogen glass forever leaving you inaccessible

Winter will hide my sins

Consuming over time

Erase what has been done