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THIN ICE

Your walking on thin baby
  But you don't care
No clothes on your body
  And your feet are bare
Crazy thoughts fill up your head
  You know nothing but confusion
Suicide is not the answer
  But death is the conclusion
You start to see things differently
  But baby its to late
The ice is cracking women
  You've just chosen your fate
You realize the truth
  As fear grips your heart
You were just another pawn
  For the grim reaper from the start
Written by greymatter
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