Frozen as your tears were
Contrition devours me
Never being next to thee
My spirit needs rebirth
Shrill cries of anguish
I raise with fury
But none perceives
Thy voice was devoid
Lost furtively
My scrawl upon your hands
Exhibits our torments
For those palms I have laid
And consoles my being
I woke up seeing vestige of blood
And this laudanum in my hand
That rips our flesh to rot
I realize, I’m dying
Dying to see from the other side
Now as the moon divides
I know, I am alone again
Im afraid blinded by the faith
Of your existence
I realize, I’m dying to see thee
My scrawl upon your hands
Exhibits our torments
For those palms I have laid
And consoles my being
Shrill cries of anguish
I raise with fury
But none perceives
Thy voice was devoid
I woke up seeing vestige of blood
And this laudanum in my hand
That rips our flesh to rot
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