Melt
blackened, shadowed, thickening ice
covers up my inward light
only window in the room
darkness is all I presume
how I wish that I can see
all that is in front of me
as I sit with open eyes
hoping for the melting ice
scattered different types of souls
all in one in which I hold
how I want them to be free
break the dark inside of me
wondering if the reaping ice
will give up or sacrifice
yet I want it not to melt
freedom should be gained by help
loneliness is not a strength
rising up its weakening sense
could you please just let me see
all your ice is blocking me...
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