Mountain


My soul has dredged the depths of Hell,
and climbed the coldest mountain
peaks – it has suffered the darkest pains
that to no other shall I speak – the
lonely winter, the lifeless lover – I have
weathered the reign of Death – in
this dreary life, she is all that I have left.

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