My Heart of Ice

February 26, 2012
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It is cold,
My heart of ice.

It feels with the emotion
Of a lifeless stone,
Burns with the intensity
Of an Arctic night.
My heart of ice.

Twisted in your hands,
Tortured with your cruelty,
Until it is unrecognizable,
Then left in the cold to suffer.
My heart of ice.

With time the wounds heal,
Leaving it scarred and hardened,
It freezes over and is stronger,
Yet could still shatter at any moment.
My heart of ice.

It sympathizes with the empathy
Of a breathless statue,
Loves with the passion,
Of a motionless corpse.
My heart of ice.

It is callous,
My heart of ice.

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