its cold and my hands are numb

my fingers have lost all sensation

the chill creeps up slowly into my heart

a bittersweet end to all this vexation

in my veins run frosted blood

sharp stabbing unfeeling

no yesterday no tomorrow no today

time will now stop ticking

there is no summer to end this winter

this ice will no longer melt

no ripples no babbles no flow

no drifting back to each river spent

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