Crush the skull
for the brain is damaged
break the body
for it is weak
bury it on a december evening
in the shadow of a moonlight
hear the wolves howling
a night to remember
cold frosty sky
the earth crumbles
snow is alive
ghosts descend
memories are made
tears grow dry
silence.
20. aug. 2010
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