to be afraid

Close thy eyes and think of me
However apart we are one you see
Cling to my words of soft melancholy
Hold on to the thought of pure apology

In the Precipice of profound heartbreak
I felt the cold of the first snowflake
Will I survive this forever yearning?
Beyond reason and against all warning

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