The cold snow welcomes her
Envelopes her body
She sighs, fighting with herself
Who should win?
Life has been so harsh for her, the excitement is wearing thin
Yet if she did not have a purpose, why would she be here?
In the end she lets the snow win, because she has no fear
She loses herself in the cold
Always and forever to its power
It kidnaps her, and takes her to its lair
And never gives her back
And never gives me back
Dec 2, 2010
Dec 2, 2010 at 2:33 PM UTC
The cold snow welcomes her
Envelopes her body
She sighs, fighting with herself
Who should win?
Life has been so harsh for her, the excitement is wearing thin
Yet if she did not have a purpose, why would she be here?
In the end she lets the snow win, because she has no fear
She loses herself in the cold
Always and forever to its power
It kidnaps her, and takes her to its lair
And never gives her back
And never gives me back
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