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her icy cold darkness



She was more fragile than ever. 
Ready to fall and never get up again, 
ready to give it all up. 

The moment her heart was broken again. 
She was ready to release her tears. 

Those she had held for so long. 
Much too heavy they already felt. 

Tired and exhausted by the razor-sharp words 
of her closest ones and 
the icy cold looks of those 
whose warmth she needed to feel the most. 

Didn't they recognize her... 
The little girl from that time 
she still carried inside her?  

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if this my word becomes a treasure to you 
let me introduce my darkness
being my only gift for you

for there was nothing more she could offer to those who believed in her
nothing more than her icy cold darkness

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