The icy claws
Scratch into my scalp
Cold water drips
From my hair
Down my spine
And hot tears
Fall from my eyes
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The icy claws
Scratch into my scalp
Cold water drips
From my hair
Down my spine
And hot tears
Fall from my eyes
