Darkness and ice;
conquerors will arise.
Sealing the tomb,
the wounded womb.
Can't see the blue sky.
Can never again try
to enjoy these days.
This is deadline for grace.
Whispering breeze will never forget
beating heart that loneliness scorned
neither joy which ages ago drowned.
This is the new beginning.
Natural beauty - not growing here.
Cruel n' cold reality - have to wear.
Endless mountains, dark-shaped waters.
Life is a frozen drama; the everlasting Antarctica.
Need is scarce - tranquilizes all who'll wait.
Mind of scars - insane illusion will inundate.
Substantial pain, emptiness to gain.
Living inside sorrowful scoria; the neverending Antarctica.
Selite:
oletus
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