Ever Circling Wolves haunted

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I hold your hand, lest I lose you in the fog.
It's everywhere, I think we're lost.
Hurry up, we must get away.
No one haunts us but me.
I turn away from your eyes.
I look again, and they have changed.
Was it something I said or did?
Was it something I buried?
Are you still holding my hand?
I cannot feel it any more.
I cannot feel the wind blow,
I cannot hear your voice.
Please, bring me back into the light,
I'm sorry for what I've done.
Please, dig me up from the ground,
Or is it you that I have buried?
I will lay my dreams to rest,
Winter grows within my chest,
Icy fingers creep in slow,
The ever circling wolves of woe.
Hope flickers out beneath,
I am clutched by claws of grief.
I try to change, but it's in vain,
All will be ruined, I am to blame.

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