Through forsaken garden
Silver leaves they fall and kiss
Hallowed pale skin that the
Moonlight bathes hair and scarf
Blown in the crying wind
I stay the fear that I'll
Forget
No matter how
Brave we are
In cold like this
Hearts will freeze
I must stand tall
I must seem strong
They may say the
Last screams loudest
I won't make
A sound
Wrestle with the winter's peak
Suffering wondering
Limbs that creak and bow to be
The trellis above your head so
Weary but alive but
Trembling you sometime soon
Will succumb to it and
Leave this behind
No matter how
Brave we are
In cold like this
Hearts will freeze
I must stand tall
I must seem strong
They may say the
Last screams loudest
I won't make
A sound
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