and they came with their knives
until death did them part
from the thoughts in their heads
and the cold in their hearts
and they learned that tomorrow
is nothing but dreams
as they laid in their beds
knowing nothing of peace
and they cried when they
lost will to wake and to move
oh, but other than that
there were no tears to lose
and they never got
anything they ever wanted
instead they were left
with what had been forgotton
but, still, they survive
thru the winter like i
because they know
that even the winter will die
© 2005
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