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Icy Day Dream Of You

Freezing to death every day a bit more,

Until there isn’t any pain anymore.

And if you touch her frozen cheeks or lips,

The sculpture will crack like oven fresh chips.

Hurry, hurry, don’t watch that horror,

If once it’s too late you’re unable to restore her.


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SOSfernweh

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1 Comment

maskeddisguise · March 14, 2018 at 8:14 pm

Beautiful poem !

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