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Alas, Autumn... do not fear, my dearest |
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We are both misunderstood |
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Thou art the one who welcomes me |
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As I sweep through thy portals I shall now relieve thee |
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From thy colorful melancholy and sorrowful fatigue |
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From every word of betrayal |
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Hangs upon an icicle of misery |
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Collection of tears of my past, now frozen |
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I mourn Man's false dreams |
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And the ones who think me a fool... shall lay before me |
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Bleeding red crystals upon my frigid smile... |
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Into my wet, white grave |
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So I can touch their suffering yet feel no remorse |
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They pray to Summer... but they sacrifice unto me... |
