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A Mountain Walk
Your sighs bleached the cool air Like so many fireflies, As I told you it's not fair And you ignored my lies Because it was fair I knew This was justice going on, It was stones that I threw Though I knew that I'd done wrong. I shivered, my regrets making me cold The snow was falling fast here Where I struggled in your howling hold Feeling my end was near. I guess I got myself into this situation A kind of self-inflicted karma, I swore to protect an important relation, I thought you couldn't harm her I left her comforted by your melting sighs We'd both decided you looked so nice, But now you've got me and I swore I saw her eyes As you tossed me after my sister straight through the ice. We were walking but you stopped us you were green we thought you warm, you taught us how wrong we were to trust In a fireflies flickering swarm. How were we to know a storm would come You seemed so calm and still, But now the dark clouds have blocked out the sun And you're primed and ready for the kill It's cold here now in your grip Trapped by your tree-root ties, We both hang off your summits lip Caught by a mountains treacherous sighs.
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