Snowflakes fall in the quiet night,
Breezes cause a weakening stir.
Songs of silence are smoothing over,
Feelings are lost in a December blur.
Alone in the forest, teasing my mind,
I crawl over and under sweet misery.
Bitter tastes of my deadened heart's sigh
Tell me love is lost for all eternity....
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