An icicle drips, drips
its measured drops
Plinkety-plink, plink, plink
on my window, like rain
Each drip, every drop, a paralysis of time
Plinkety-plink, plink, plink, plink, plink, plink, plink
Will these cursed drops never end
~ Will she never be mine
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