Withered Lullabies by Niobeth
See the meadows of tempest
rage furious,
withering lullabies.
In my eyes
there is not the sparkle once shined.
I will long for you
dear princess of tales.
Now there�s no way to go back,
withered heart, sunken chest.
I am mean to be alone,
no more hopes, no more dreams.
With the eternal wish to find
some magic to dwell in.
Drops of pain harass
what�s left in my soul,
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