Of pale moon ghosts I reminisce
on how I've froze
in powdered woes
And nothing good can come of this
struck by love's
snow lightning doves
And Lady Winter's frigid kiss
like icebergs loosening my lips
and sinking my relationships
In blizzards of cold-blooded bliss
fearless should the pulsing stanch
invincible my avalanche
All need for warmth I could dismiss
when old King Candy cuts it clean
in palaces of Queen Frostine
Pure wonderlands of happiness
melt into my slippery streets
than soon the Santa's sleigh retreats
Face down on pavements of abyss
the black becomes all I can see
come take this white away from me
Forget this ******* emptiness
Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 1:09 AM UTC
Of pale moon ghosts I reminisce
on how I've froze
in powdered woes
And nothing good can come of this
struck by love's
snow lightning doves
And Lady Winter's frigid kiss
like icebergs loosening my lips
and sinking my relationships
In blizzards of cold-blooded bliss
fearless should the pulsing stanch
invincible my avalanche
All need for warmth I could dismiss
when old King Candy cuts it clean
in palaces of Queen Frostine
Pure wonderlands of happiness
melt into my slippery streets
than soon the Santa's sleigh retreats
Face down on pavements of abyss
the black becomes all I can see
come take this white away from me
Forget this ******* emptiness
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