Ice

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Let the pure water drops,

Falling from the ether above,

Wash away sorrow's trace,

And fill the hole,

Found in my heart,

With pure dew drops....

Let them dance and chant,

Their curing hymns,

And shower me with the light,

To clear my eyes,

From the fog,

Created by you love....

Let the cruel cold,

Embrace my heart,

and with a single touch

from its enchanting wand,

turn it to ice,

For I wish not to feel,

This undying pain....

Let the water droplets,

Dance around me,

And create a dress,

Of  sapphire blue,

So that I may dance,

With the howling wind,

While a block of ice,

That feels no pain,

Beats in my chest...

A/N: I know its a stupid idea and poem but tell me what you think... I am trying not to write about heartache but I simply can't....

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