Subzero Heart II
Feeling cold as the storm comes in feeling chilly to the bone of jagged ice that will never melt!
All of the winds find a current that change everything so that the heart will burn like a raging fire!
Every storm that's come in like an agent tasked to an object that needs to be smelt!
Every person that comes in has been trying to set my heart as if it was on the pyre!
Upon leaving each section of the dark within that chamber my hands I want but only because they have felt that spark!
Hemingway always spoke about the bell taking its toll when it rang!
Feeling warm after being cold has made me feel similar to the meadowlark!
As I can't see her face and hear her voice my heart lights up with a bang!
The coldness of the freezer does not make me cold as it feels like a calm breeze!
Without your warmth I feel that the winds are trying to they can become solid that starts in my heart in the realm of the spirit!
The temperature is below 0 but it should not become victim to the freeze!
It is the spirit!
Feeling the coldness of ice and heat of hell!
You have redone it my beautiful Bell!
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