Nothing
The snow on the
mountain.
The ice inside my head.
The water by the
fountain.
The flow of voices
which screams.
My flames into dreams.
Faint transparent
shades the shadow.
Against the walls of the
damned.
Beyond the stars.
Beneath the moon.
I ash black the fires of
the dead.
Death does not have a
choice.
She declared.
She just breathes to
smell the fumes of war.
Who will win.
I fake to loose.
I am mere a noise.
As blind I am to the bat.
I act to see.
I do not want you.
To be me.
Sacrifices I have to
make.
For my heart.
Lost by one damaged
soul.
For my sake.
Nothing.
Is what's left.
For anyone to take.
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