LOVE DISSOLVED
A frozen solid block of ice...
Winter wind sure feels nice.
The sun, hidden, behind the clouds...
Within the ice she cries aloud.
Ice pick lying quite nearby...
Cannot reach it; trapped inside.
Wish the sun would come out today...
Then all this pain would melt away.
Leaving behind the supercooled few...
Puddles of love she once knew.
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