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I wish I could be forgiven
For misunderstanding you
one too many times, like there's a limit
to my revelation of your beauty
you look more lovely, i implore
today than any day before
and evermore
How I became cold is still a misery
the day and place my hardened soul
had all your warmth defeated
but i do know it is deep-rooted
followed by a laugh so sly
as to hide the pain i inflict
from cold and glazed eyes
while yours, no longer dry
warm and welcoming
why do you put up with me?
i have hurt you deeply
wit has been my sword
charm, my spear
this vagueness
my lasting shield
yet you have loved me and
my cold-heartedness
a cold-hearted mess
