I knew I shouldn’t have
But I let my feelings out.
So now I lay here
With red, stinging eyes
And a pain in my heart.
There is only one thing
That can slide through
The ice that covers my heart:
Daggers.
Thrown by, not him this time,
But her.
The one who hates me,
Because I like him…
Or I did.
There is only one thing
That can BREAK the ice:
An arrow.
That arrow has not yet
Been shot.
It is the arrow
Of TRUE LOVE.
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