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visibility is low when the snow begins to fall
she is lost with no light for a guide
she is left to crawl, crawling for the answers
won't there be anything to find?
the flakes appear distant yet are wet to the touch
the hot tears that roll down her face create the ice that will hold her in place
the glass box which encloses a heart has been broken
will she scream look at me and will you look at her face
like porcelin she glistens but with eyes like black holes so deep with a feeling
just put the thread through the needle and stitch
piece by piece remember each memory
what will you be seeing?
what will be that feeling?
she is lost with no light for a guide
she is left to crawl, crawling for the answers
won't there be anything to find?
the flakes appear distant yet are wet to the touch
the hot tears that roll down her face create the ice that will hold her in place
the glass box which encloses a heart has been broken
will she scream look at me and will you look at her face
like porcelin she glistens but with eyes like black holes so deep with a feeling
just put the thread through the needle and stitch
piece by piece remember each memory
what will you be seeing?
what will be that feeling?