Scars they float on this river I once had inside
Ashes they fall upon my eyelids once opened for light
Under the October's grace I breathe in the dew of sorrow
Smiles they deviate the frail touch of a surrounding aura
With its dim colours I dwell within this grave
Shivering from cold I break
Sallow
Shallow
I moan with this pain
The ache of this river swallows faint
Beneath the dome that distort the crows
My lungs burn in its poem of frozen shores

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