Cold as ice fills my eyes,
tears falling with all it might,
Living in this life full of disguise
To a feeling deep inside.
White as snow fills my head.
Nowhere to find answers in need
Confusion struck my mind
waiting for forever to decide.
Hard as the rock fills my heart,
Looking at you from the start,
Don't want to think what lies ahead
Why the feeling grows without end?
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