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the grinding ice

The Grinding Ice

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Helcaraxe.

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Screenshot taken and edited by myself; edited on iPiccy

Brother

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Poetry

We were young and impressionable, weren't we?
We were young, filled with wrath and grief
With spirit you march with the fire
With regrets I walk through the ice

Why...

We were young and impressionable, weren't we?
We were young, filled with wrath and grief
With spirit you march with the fire
With regrets I walk through the ice


You cared, you loved me, didn't you?
You defended me, I defended you too
So why did you start the fire?
Why did you leave me to die in the ice

Scarf Song

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Poetry

The cold, oh! The cold, it bites
All around me and in my young heart
Chill me, burn me, break me, take me
The sorrow runs deep as the frosty waves below, pounding and harsh.

Alone, so cold and alone. 
Bitter winds sweep around my thin skirt, I am a glacial stone
Yet, in the apathies of this curse, I sense one thing
The rough yet warm cloth wraps around me

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