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The Icey Cold

I can feel the rain, the icey cold,
Wind blows and stones sink,
And down, down, down, I will shrink,
Until I am nothing more.

I can feel the rain, the icey cold,
Walls crumble away and stars become slight,
But today I found a light,
To melt my frozen core.

And all the rain is turned to colors,
So the ice will melt away,
For what I see in your eyes,
Makes me forget all I despise,
Together our hearts will soar.

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