Cold – like mornings left unawoken Left bloodless, hospital-bed cold Bluer than ice Where even breath betrays Matchstruck fingers fail to light Sparking defy cold-raw Nary a passerby star Nor orbiting light might melt –like the love lost first Plunge into despair’s icebath pool Is this, morning apart?
Idle Steps Vol. 2, 3.14.25 “Early Rising"
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