The night has come again.. Ill spread my wings with the rains.. The darkness came to me.. There is nothing to see.. The sparking candle aroused.. And chanted me to defy.. The cold shivering winds.. The earthly frosty friends.. I sparked the candle.. And turned another page.. But the pen has been fallen.. and Ive lost the words...again Lost between the letters.. Missing behind the words.. Around the cries of candles.. I lay my head to sleep... Now its fading, the feeling of the winter Now its leaving, the mourning of the cold Living..dying..dreaming..dying.. suffering..dying...screaming...dying The day has come again.. The rays are licking the rains.. The brightness came to me.. But There is nothing to see.. The sparking candle has died.. And chanted me to try.. Its fading..Its fading..
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