I My Heart Was Ever Somehow Caught,
It Would Simply Fly To Higher Branches!
Cold Like Ice is a lady's heart, easily shattered
I struggle to keep my head above the water,
a chill seeping into my bones and reaching my lips
my beauty was always a surreal and faraway thing
I never invested too much of me into my work!
Perhaps That Is Why I Am Still Alive! Indeed!
In Jesus' Name,
Amen!
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