December
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A thousand dead roses past,
Since last the dagger through your heart pierced,
Centuries, night after night until seen at last.
Beloved veins of such beauty and pain.
Heartless does the kindred walk in shadow and depth,
Moonless night under the fading stars so bright,
Embraced by fire so unknown to the fellow eye,
That the blinded once see a very seldom sight, tonight.
Since last the dagger through your heart pierced,
Centuries, night after night until seen at last.
Beloved veins of such beauty and pain.
Heartless does the kindred walk in shadow and depth,
Moonless night under the fading stars so bright,
Embraced by fire so unknown to the fellow eye,
That the blinded once see a very seldom sight, tonight.
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