Hiver Sans Fin
(endless winter)
Hope abandoned me...
as the Autumn bright turned Winter gray,
I lost you
and in the bits and pieces of decay
that was once my life; my dreams
all sanity had fled,
and left me writhing
in a quickened flight,
(like the wings of the crow)
in utter disregard
of the few shreds of hope that remained
And those deliverers of doom,
(those crow)
danced on the corpses
of courage, hope, and ambition
as the setting sun brought
despondency, hopelessness, and doom
leaving me curled up
inside a hollow version of myself, wondering....
will winter ever end?
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