I've seen them. So dark. Black. And yet fine.
The flower they carry had once been mine.
Get away from me, man of stories. Robe of lies.
Stay far from me. I lie to myself (it's not hurting).
I need help, but not from you or your father. No!
Jesus Christ. Who's my saviour?
Lose myself in god's death.
No! I can't bear all this pain.
I had watched the snow all day. Falling.
It never lets up. All day falling.
I lifted my voice and wept out loud,
«So this is life?».
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