The hand of frost spreads stark and numb
To chill my heart, beating like a tired drum
To this stillness I will succumb
Feel the hand of fate caress and hum
The frost spreads chilling my bone
Like scattered petals the wind has blown
From the azure skies I was thrown
Earthward to embrace my throne
My journey ended against my will
The stars dimmed when I fell ill
My heart exploded and the world went still
Did not know a heartbeat could kill
Maxwell O’Reilly
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