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Apr 2016
"I can’t” she said
and he ceased to live

Alone on the mountain
never fighting the howling wind

Alone on the mountain
she’d asked him to be alive

“I can’t” he said
and she only braced her pride

“You’ll take me with you” she begged
but it never mattered for he was dead

And he looked at her
but she couldn’t match his eye

Out of suffering she cried
“If you long for it then go and die”

Alone on the mountain
snow flew around his soul

Alone on the mountain
there’s no living without her anymore

He said “I say unto thee
I beg you to stay with me”

Alone on the mountain
the death gave him first kiss

Alone on the mountain
he got first sign of relief

“I can’t” she said
and he ceased to live

“What life is it
when there’s no love in it”

“What life is it
when you left me on the mountain
saying: “Please wait for me”
and coming back when you see fit”

And me already dead
but yet still standing there
alone on the mountain
I won’t fight the howling wind
I’ll let the snow to warm my soul
I’ll return the deaths calling kiss"
Jozef Vizdak
Written by
Jozef Vizdak  Prague
(Prague)   
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