A Winter's Night
Swirling ice, full of pain of sorrow of regret, a cold winter night.
Turning snow-white into crimson red
A color so full of passion
So full of life her hands, drip tears
Pale blue eyes, so cold so pale so dull
So short
Her life was like winter, there for so long
Gone in the wind
You can still hear her cries on the cold nights
Feel the pain of her death, as ice falls faster and faster
Swirling into different colors as the nights fade so does she
From dawn to dusk, the sky still cries.
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