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Heart of Cold

Time is our enemy.

By Naomi GracePublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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As I sit awake alone

I hold my heart, a shattered stone

It's like you are a part of me

I hope someday I'll be set free

Locked in a cage of memories

Bound with chains of misery

When I look at you I lose my sight

And fall into the black of night

I want to run away from you

But you're all I see when I close my eyes

The memories, the things you do...

Why can I not just see the light

I'm drowning in the memories

Dreams of colour haunt my nights

I pray that you will fade to grey

And that I will not give up the fight

Someday I'll be free to fly

Above the dark clouds of this hurricane

Someday you will realize

You should have fought for me night and day.

And on that glourious day, you will fall to your knees in dispair

Because when you step up to take your place, you will see that someone else is there.

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