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Seething from her pores came the dripping rain
hot with autumn winds that blew
over the fence that winds down the hill

Trodden path forgotten, swallowed secret garden
Taste the bittersweet pollen
Behind you chimes a sound, no one

Her voice is the breeze that chills me to the bone
Her touch is the snow that buries me alone.

Mother of the dark wraps a freezing cape
welcomes fear of the unknown
a murder harkens taking to the air

Whispers of the rotten, leaves and bark begotten
Hear the howl your heart is racing, will you see the dawn?
Nevermore.

Her touch breaks the will to pieces, fearful lost
Her eyes stab the soul, forever daggers phosphorous.

I have wandered from the path, walls of black are closing in
kissed goodnight by lips of pale
questioning my sanity i shiver in the shadows, blind.

Trodden path forgotten, swallowed secret garden
Hear the howl your heart is racing, will you see the dawn?
Nevermore.

Her voice is the breeze that chills me to the bone
Her touch is the snow that buries me alone.

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