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I'm dying in a distant corner of the world

I feel as if the heart I possess

Has bled into the veins of leeches

You have seen me encased in ice

Heart barely breathing

Skin clung to bone

You have seen the ghost of my lover

In the shadow of the sea

And yet you lament the weight of the moon?

You, the bearer of lost souls?

Cast yourself as an effigy to those departed

And lie in wait for another to assume the role