.A cold day in December of fourteen degrees.
I went down to see you, and fell down on my knees.
I laid down a rose like every day before,
scraped off the ice from Heaven's gray door.
My friend is the fog,
my muse is the mist,
my memories are muddy,
your love an abyss. .
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