| | The days are forgotten
The nights are longer
When thoughts are the enemy
and memories are no longer welcome
There is no reason for the broken heart to continue
beating like everything was just as it should be
Frozen tears, striken heart, weary mind
Left in the lost land, like a single white rose
withering in the wild
So lost, so frigid, so missing you
Frozen tears, cast in the mould of my broken heart
Like the thousand, hundred minutes of thoughts
I used to bestow on you, stuck in a time frame, running, turning
over and over and over again
Frozen tears, like you would know
what it is that feeze a tear, and lock the pain within, forever
It is love found, and lost -
It is you.
Iris Rain |
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