From this faint little flame
There's no warmth
But I was still covered in soot
Before the icy storm
Its all a blur
There was someone else
Someone whom I cherish
Keeping my withered body warm
Who’d give their life to protect me
I’d do the same
Those were my last memories
Winter was brutal
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Author:
Goldwing (
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- Category: Love
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