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How do you douse a memory
from the abyss of misery,
to rub off a solacing fragrance
that puts the unruly to sleep?
How do you put back the silver roses
that were foolishly plucked,
for a dream that was prayed
but absurd in reality?
How do you cease the ghost
that nurses the echoes of agony;
a sickening worm crawling,
eating its way deep?
Thine own heart's winter is endless,
trapped in a blizzard of its tears,
and oblivion is what's left
for your anguish and fears.