Cold winds on your blistered wings Warm breath from the light whispers Random blades Reckless givings My limbs full of shivers Split in infinite slivers We all crave for life Time to struggle and strife We all look for signs Meaning between the lines Foes are rife with wars Lost silences leave scars Cowardice the only sin Floating in the breeze Scared of joy Daylight leaves me dazed and blades stay fazed Frost tears Glazed eyes Blind fears Modern rise
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