Snowfall breaks and blight the skies
As aimless wandering follows downcast eyes
Ever prudent Geists broken but true
Walk in introspective self inflicting rue

Forests nurturing rightfully detesting trees
Gasp and claw at breath flowing from spiritual debris
Fleeing the anguish of mistaken malicious hearts
To the embrace of tranquil solace; solemn way of black arts

My core torn from the warfare
An Immortal idea of love
Leaving a shell of a tyrant
Scornfully below the ideals of above

Break these mended yearning wings
Time and time again
Strip my thoughts of times past
So that I may undue Haunting to No end

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