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The Icequeen Part 2
10.8.2009
Her
silhouette the coldest ice
Protection from the heart that lies
Her presence makes you go ice cold
When the distance can’t be hold
A single look, freezes your breath
The second look can be your death
The broken trust and lies foretold
Made her beating heart grow cold
Gone is the smile, the happy gal
What’s left is nothing but an empty shell
Too terrified of people and their talks
She paces silently, the room she walks
No one dares to cross her path
Too scared she’ll hit them with her wrath
And so she dies, cold and alone
No single friend, with her to mourn
