In the coldness of the day
A frigid breeze swirls past
The trees covered in frozen crystals
And hands that hold as cold as ice
When your heart is mended
Tapped and glued
The frost melts it away
While the fire boils
And embers burn to ashes
The frost conceals all in glasses
Stiff and lifeless in its grasp
If only the frost could render a damaged life
Because frost isn't as powerful
As the sleet that shivers a windshield
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Rollercoasters
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