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Sep 2020
cold air bites at me
if i stay out here i'm going to freeze
but i can't be sure of what i've seen
i tread to the center carefully

as i arrive
through the ice
i see those eyes
frozen in suprise

now i wanna head back
but its too late for that
the lake has set her trap
the ice begins to crack

i don't try to escape
too late to be saved
should've walked away
from a familiar face
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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     Imran Islam and Melanii
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