A world of ice, a heart of stonehow it aches to be alone.
Earth is sleeping, flowers chilled
wolves are howling, surging thrills.
Skin is rosy, bones are cold
eyes of rapture, wings unfold
children laughing at a snowman's expense
they'll be melting ever since.
Timid beings hide inside
"it'll be alright," their companions lie
Attempt moving on from a love lost
about as hard as a winter's frost
Wrongfully deemed a case of charity
walking away left a winter in me.
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