Frigid Solitude

Frigid Solitude

Stranded on haunted ground
Where the nights speak softly
Yearning and plotting
As the days burn red

Forgotten, I wander
Through the mazes I’ve authored
Where the gathering shadows
Shield swarms of regrets

There is no path down
From this frozen abyss
Where the nights cling tight
To every cavern and trench

 

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