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Jan 2014
There is snow on the ground
Ice in my heart
And freezing winds that keep my soul cold

Nothing's ever consistent
The winters always vary

I'm freezing over
And I'm losing all my sanity

The cold is ruining my mind
Horrifying thoughts rush through my head

Sometimes I think I'd be better off in the warmth
Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead
MD
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