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winnter night lie's

Icy cold winds blow

spirits are frozen in time

snow down to -30 below

frosty blankets cover the world

the frozen water drops fall to the ground

 

Ice cold frosty bodys lay dead

power is out for years

snapping pain bleeds

cold brings a whole new meaning to frost's blood

haunting of frozen eyes

linger past darkness coldless touch

 

Sometime cold is all time wants

teardrops turn to bleeding frosty blood

bule is the color of haunting frozen death

glassy water shatters with every step

noting will escape frozen blood

while death to below frost lies

as ****** death drops frost over end

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Jan 19, 2011
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