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Flailing through autumn beset by your scorn

A prince decrowned in pursuit of nothing

Evaporation toiling upon my haggard path

As I shake my fist skyward to your ruinous abode

Brains calcified by flames from that distance star

Orange eyes blind in chaotic spark

Roiling in heated dirt I am subject to all warmth

A trial of madness, dementia which burns

Who has cursed this tender ice?

What hatred spurred this battle of frost?

Where was the moon when you broke this oath?

When and how can I overcome the thaw?

Laying down in my shallow grave

Among these stones I meet my fate

Rooted pumpkin and warted gourd

Wrap around my withering ice

Bugs of time languish over my corpse

As I am covered in their husk of woe

The laments of birds fill my ears

As I succumb to the fist of your warmth

Beneath the October moon

My tombstone writ in letters of ice

As darkness covers the garden of fall

I feel the cold seeping through the cracks

The moon has fought, replaced the sun!

As winter I shall champion for my return!