Winds Of Loneliness

Hypothermia

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And on these daybreaks of your life
Just close your eyes and live within
Oh let them flow and bend your mind
Try to believe the fear is gone.

Start piercing me you wicked ghosts!
Your voices sneak from red-rubbed lips!
Those tangling whispers - want to soothe me,
But start what I've never dared to speak of.