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ice-icle
let the warmth
be washed away
by the cold,
an iceicle dragged
across my throat
it feels like, when
i cry, and he watches
me..it feels like
he hates me...
and wont ever forgive me..
i killed myself on the inside...
it feels like no
one cares at all
but i love him
he loves me
he loves me not
and i cry...
as he watches
i make a lie
i say
"something got in my eyes"
