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a good fanpoem i did for a series, bleh

And so the gray skies turned to a dazzling light
and the searing love had seeped away
leaving the sweetest sorrow in its place

and so the nature's children had risen again
free from Winter's unforgiving glaze,
and reached for the sky - up, up
soaring to the shining sun,
purged from Winter's unforgiving embrace

and so i did not rise with them
for the only sun i've ever had
had not shone today, nor yesterday,
nor that day before.
how was i to reach for my sun
six feet underground,
underneath Winter's unforgiving embrace?

and so an icy chain gripped my heart
and would not fade away.

and so i had stayed there
here, here, amidst Winter's unforgiving glaze
down on that barren land chained in ice
that was never to fade away

and so i stay, i stay,
i stay in that place - this place
- the place closest to my sun
i'd ever get.

and so the jeweled skies turned to gray
and the sweetest sorrow had seeped away
and left me with sour anger and bitter resentment
that would not fade away
(and so to say, it left me with nothing at all -
nothing! nothing! how can i live with myself?
how can i live as an empty shell?)

and so the shadows had risen again
free from Summer's carefree reigns
and reached down - down, down
all the way down beneath the icy earth,
purged from Summer's careless pains.

and so i had risen with them
for the only thing left in my heart
was nothing, nothing
because my sun will never shine again
not tomorrow, nor the day after,
nor even the dawn after that
all that was left was but unshed tears and bitter resentment
and i must make do with that.
(and so to say, it was nothing at all!)

and so i strive with the mourning winds
that shall never fade away.

and so i shall stay here
and so i, too, shall stay here
among the frozen tundra
so one day i may reach down
and see my sun once again.