Pale,
white,
like snow,
eyes,
blank,
empty,
your blood,
dried,
your life,
gone,
my hands,
ache,
your throat,
bruised,
how did this come to be?
how did it end this way?
my perfect one,
my winters tale,
my love,
my life,
my everything,
was it rage?
or was it sin?
was it something more than you or I?
did you really need to die?
or was everything,
just,
a lie…
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