Born from ice,
On a mountain called love.
I know too much pain.
My lungs continuously fill with frost.
I am numb,
Yet I feel everything.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Again.
And again...
Until one day there will be but one.
Be it fire, or ice.
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 2:33 AM UTC
Born from ice,
On a mountain called love.
I know too much pain.
My lungs continuously fill with frost.
I am numb,
Yet I feel everything.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Again.
And again...
Until one day there will be but one.
Be it fire, or ice.
