Chris:
Break through.
Cut loose.
Left wishing and waiting in a silent winters last whimper.
Abandon your friends.
Compassion is worthless.
Burn down until you are left with nothing.
The coming cold is coming home to hold my throat and settle into bones.
To have and hold and find what's left is skin on bone.
Separate eyes never see the same.
Separate hearts wont beat in time.
Walk away for good.
Thom:
So much for sticking together through the cold.
I’ve felt warmer flesh and it didn’t belong to you
I didn’t think you would mind.
We walk through walls until our backs are up against them.
Transparency is always fleeting, short-lived, like you and I.
Always turning to dust.
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