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When time rings short
But darkness is long
And clings like mist around your soul
I will slip, unnoticed,
Beneath your sheets,
Curl my fingers cold
Around you,
Grow ice inside
Your heart,
And kiss those lips
That stumble through truths.
And when your hope
Lies gagging, infantile, lost
I will drift on broken wings
Of desolation and despair
And settle on another
And leave them with
My love.

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