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Jan 2011
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
- jan assen
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