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The verdancy inside of me

Perhaps the glaciers never been

If your petals light again this morn 

Ill watch as the pollen stutters

A name, the name, oh holy title

Send her heart aflutter.

The searing rays, a year away

Perhaps the snowmelt was never pure

If your petals burn so high at noon

Ill sing as the pollen swirls

A grain, a grain, oh holy chaff

I think my fates the world.

Deciduous leaves, the fallen grieves

Perhaps the vapor was never love

If your petals blacken in twilight gold

Ill choke as the pollen lines my throat

A brain, a brain, oh holy lie

Send his soul afloat.

The crystalline within her mind

Perhaps the cold is what i need

If the ashes sublimate to goals

Ill smile as the pollen stains my teeth

A flame, a flame, oh holy life

I think im done with grief.