A Heart Grown Cold

Tue, 01/27/2015 - 16:50 -- Sgt_Red

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I laugh, I talk,

There's a lightness when I walk.

I smile and hide

All the pain I feel  inside.

 

I scowl and glare,

Show my fiercest stare.

Grow fists to hide

All the fear I feel inside.

 

Made of rock, made of stone.

A heart grows cold when left alone.

But this armor of ice

Protects only strife.

 

The girl behind,

With shadows on her mind,

Carved herself a mask of stone.

But her heart doesn't want to be alone.

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