The cold winds blow
Well below zero
When I see you
Knowing you have already
Departed
And I shiver when I see
The empty coldness of your eyes
As if your heart has been stolen in your sleep
What happened to your heart
All the pumps and parts?
Frozen in fear with the quick
Steel-cold bite of liquid nitrogen,
A fear of love
A heart of rock-hard ice
Waiting for the hammer's blow
To shatter the heart,
Blow it apart
Of all the love it has ever held.
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