Hollow Bones (Winter Whispers)

Whispers of winter…
Her cold frost echoes ; As approaches my season’s lament
Warmth lacking from you in the present
Vehemently, I wrap scarves of yesterday around my neck
Only to rediscover the past is too filled with a bitter cold ; Numbness
The impasse cutting at the marrow of my soul
Still I carry with me these subfuscous traumas ; All that’s left of these hollow bones

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