Broken Snowflakes

As i walk into my steps. I can hear the cracking of her tears beautifully frozen with her pride that she kept for all those years,tough and brave as was the love that she gave,she wanders in this nature,yet stays pure,lost and confused,her soul erupts,why must this place always corrupt,prayers of echoes soon become tore as then again she says one more,she awakes in this life in an underground grave,but only remembers all the roses they gave,memories and dates forgotten with fate,but for some reason she knows something is wrong so she waits,alone she walks into my steps I'm awake again and ready to begin