Her frozen body laid lifeless,
Her bruised lips were breathless,
And her livid skin covered in snow -
Abandoned here for how many days no one will know...
Snowflakes gently falling,
On this corpse of beauty - melting;
Slowly numbed by death -
Don't you wish now you never left?...
Her static eyes still shine
On that face of wilted spelndor - divine;
Blissful Reaper has found his bride,
Stole her from your arms when she died...
And you saw...
And did nothing...
You just let him...
Take her away...
Without saying a thing...
