A cold heart once met a soul with warm words,
Warm enough to heal ,
Warm enough to make them feel,
But the problem lied within the happiness,
The feelings,
Meeting the wrong person at the right time,
Turned the cold one into a cruel one,
The blooming flower drooped and fell,
The rising hopes died within the shell,
The heart that developed a cage,
The soul that was cold,
Compressed itself to a demon,
With a hollow hole,
Deep enough to blind the light into darkness,
It is not always warmth souls need,
Cold heart with real eyes,
Warm words masked sweet,
Souls differ,
Heart stays...!
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