Cold Demon
Leave me alone
Those words sharp and cruel
It's cold it's cold it's cold
I don't mind the feeling
I don't mind the frost
I know after the demon rips and tortures you
Dragging you through the cold mud
You survive
I see you battered but still: you survive
Now it's not blue
I can finally see that you are not blue
Those who have seen you in hell
they say you are blue but I know it's just NOT true
I see you bruised, bloodied by the bully
I reach my hands out to touch you
You see the demon's claws
All the cold rushes back
Lashing out, you scream those words again
They are sirens
go away go away go away go away
Hitting me as if I were him
It is winter season all year round
But I don't mind the weather
I'll stay with you through the cold
I'll keep reaching my hands out
I'll keep holding on
I know Spring will come someday
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