Clothe Me
Weathered flesh, tears turned frost
Alone in the mercy of winter's wrath
An icy cavern in which I dug
Sorrow lined walls bear my craft
You hold the coat, my only hope
Yet this wall I built divides us
Blinded by grief I had not seen
Alone I'm left waiting for your outstretched hand
Trembling words halted by walls
Please clothe me for I did not wish to fall
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