Beyond the Wall, Death Waits
His possession curls and trails
Hands that steal your every breath
You ignore. You flourish. You build.
Gates of gold for protection
Mind of steel for solace
Heart of glass for reflection
Beyond the wall, he lies in wait
A moment, all he needs
Tools cannot disguise your worry but
You ignore. You thrive. You stumble.
He hides in your happiness
Steals the final breath
The world's most patient thief
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