[Magic]

Coldness

As cold as snow,
That Face looks at me,
Digging around, in the pit

of my heart.
A heart that hasn't loved,
hasn't laughed,
but has only felt hatred.

Where does a flowing river
stop?
When does the pain, agony and emotional turmoil end?

I close my eye's, but the silence get's lounder.
Images flash through my mind, yet they are uncomplete.
The past is not made. Its not firm. Its not safe.

As cold as snow,
That Face looks at me,
My father glares.

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God knows what its about, i made it up as I went along!