She's gone beyond the woes that followed her
into the depths of her subconscious state
no senses moved, and not a slightest stir
that gives her soul a chance to recreate
remote from pain and icy lakes of fear
she's lying still upon my frozen hands
until her heavens shed a crystal tear
to carry her where only sleep expands...
Slumber
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