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Iron bar's
Broken heart and frozen tear's,
How you've torn me asunder.
How could I let you in?
Sorrow grips my heart with icy claw's,
Frigid night air freezes my lungs with every breath I take.
Body cold and weak from crying,
I feel a hollow emptiness deep inside.
Nowhere left to hide, I cannot escape this pain.
One lie, a promise of forever.
I was such a fool to believe,
No one can truly love me.
A sweet smile is now replaced,
By a bitter scowl upon my face.
Eye's that spark joy and life,
are now filled with such distaste.
Free heart open to love and joy,
Is now a prisoner of my fate.
Locked behind iron bar's and rose thorn's,
The key to this prison thrown away in haste.
No-one shall ever open these gates,
Afraid of love and filled with hate
I pray this won't always be my fate.
Forever alone with no one around,
I will lay myself to rest in my icy bed.
Surround by iron and thorn's a safety only I could create,
A place without pain protected from him.
Maybe now I can truly give in.
Icy tears roll down my face, am I really the master of my fate?
How you've torn me asunder.
How could I let you in?
Sorrow grips my heart with icy claw's,
Frigid night air freezes my lungs with every breath I take.
Body cold and weak from crying,
I feel a hollow emptiness deep inside.
Nowhere left to hide, I cannot escape this pain.
One lie, a promise of forever.
I was such a fool to believe,
No one can truly love me.
A sweet smile is now replaced,
By a bitter scowl upon my face.
Eye's that spark joy and life,
are now filled with such distaste.
Free heart open to love and joy,
Is now a prisoner of my fate.
Locked behind iron bar's and rose thorn's,
The key to this prison thrown away in haste.
No-one shall ever open these gates,
Afraid of love and filled with hate
I pray this won't always be my fate.
Forever alone with no one around,
I will lay myself to rest in my icy bed.
Surround by iron and thorn's a safety only I could create,
A place without pain protected from him.
Maybe now I can truly give in.
Icy tears roll down my face, am I really the master of my fate?
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