Apprehension erosion Bed raps abides and hugs Loving dieing Abhor frost silence indigent december My brain

is now recording I will remember The autumn trees waver in wind, not too infringe In the final moments the room sleerily shrinks Til' the pulse Terminates And the only brio left in the world is yourself. A frostful eternity So cold raindrops freeze precedently Reaching the spire of your hair...

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