25 November 2012

I do not tremble in the arctic air

The winds that moan

And blow through my hair

I do not cry over death and despair

I would not weep

I would not dare

I do not sink in the ocean of love

The ways it embraces

The weak hearts of the dumb

I do not find guilt deep within my soul

I only find home

With the ice and the snow

I do not want a mom or a dad

I was pleasantly pleased

With what I first had

I do not live why others do

I only live

For revenge on you

LokiForPresidentI Have Never Shivered • Opuss № I