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Silent,

The snow flutters down to the ground

Desperate,

The earth feels the weight crushing down

Snow white fields the winter is born



Cold,

Bitter cold its relentless this year

Piercing,

My soul like an ice maiden’s spear

I dream I feel the sun in the morn



Blowing,

The wind finds a crack in the door

Tearing,

Within I can’t take anymore

Clouds have made a shroud in the dark



Sadness,

Is ripping my heart from my chest

Loving,

The sounds as I’m gasping for breath

Drift away can’t you break this apart



Fly far away I’m so sick of this place

Sun give me wings and thaw me out