Winter's Solace
Cold sent shivers down his spine
His soul aching to be complete
Quenching his thirst with blood he calls wine
Thuds of his heart on the street
Just for tonight his mask no longer worn
Winter sympathizing his state
For he was pricked by a thorn
A thorn that belonged to his dearest rose
A rose he no longer held
Mind wandering to the time he found solace
In the arms of his rose he lays
Her porcelain face still lingers in mind
Flashing eyes in anger as he betrayed
Eyes of eternity will never leave him
His solitary ground no longer steadied him
Forever wandering with no comfort
With no hope, no tears left to dry
Heavens above heard his cries
Finally joining in sadness
Wind blew sending shivers through him
Surrendering he waits for winters solace
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