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A silly song

Tears and Ice,
No more warmth.
Nothing can help me now,
Nothing will save me.
I can feel myself slipping away a little at a time.
I know what is really happening,
I have saved those in my future.
I have made the right choice.
I have ended a curse.
Or have i created one?
My destiny is all but over.
A future has been respun.
Maybe i'll find it,
Or maybe it will find me.
Children run around me,
sing ing a silly little song.
"A story is told,
A song is sung.
A cavern filled.
Piled high with bones,
Rings of flowers and thorns.
Her life has come to an end."
Written by XXbloodroseXX (Blackwolf)
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