Why so still
stiff and cold
serious, firm
in quiet, hold
why no smile
when you I poke
nor a laught
for silly joke
trought a wall
i try to speak
with disdain
you make me weak
I don't care
I won't refrain
breathe and try
never complain
and one day
the Ice I'll break
sweet will be
your heart I'll take
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