Frozen Tears

The girl that can’t cry has a heart so cold buried under frozen tears rhythm; untold.

While her mind digests, her soul is dead fire it can touch, but can’t feel, she longs for desire.

She can’t hear love Because she cannot bear pain She’s left listless and numb burnt out and tamed.

She can’t blame her past, though her past is to blame she puts on a mask to suit rules of the game.

On the outside, she’s a warrior, but pain soars to the sky her once flourishing well of emotions ran dry.

She attempts to try any means of escape, to connect and to feel, energized and awake.

She longs for someone to read between the lines, but deep deep down she just wishes to cry.

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