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Once The Birds Have Come Out Again - Dec. 23rd, 2005
Breathe through me,
let your voice be not silent.
Give unto me this deepest regret.
Share with me talk not of contempt,
rather of a soul burnt while self defying.
Shining through bleed these failing dreams.
Love is lost an echoing emptiness,
the cold and bitterness becomes me.
As warmth is...