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MadnessA dance of fire within my headconjures a feeling of harbinger's dread.A message from thee, the reaper of thineshall harvest memories anew within my mind.That I may forget all I have thought,all I have said and all that I sought;and leave me a vessel, empty and darkto wander the halls within my heart.
Seasons that cameI never thought that winter cameupon the horizon, that December daywhen snowflakes fell upon its bed;on where I wish to rest my headand dream the dreams of yesteryearof love so tender, soft and near.