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Snow clings silently
Cemetery on the prying dent eyes,
Arcane inmates sleep

Menace after death
Deprived and dried like fish bones,
somebody’s love and joy



Teasing, men are cheap
He will leave craving at dawn
Bleak joy in between

𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒶