She stands on the pole of the north
Watching how her home melts
Her heart melts for nothing
No fire can turn her state
She doesn't close her eyes
She stares at all th people who fail to protect her
She raises the wind
She startles the ice
She's the Queen of Ice
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Tales of my lonely self
I'm going to tell you in cryptic language about my feelings and my life. Most of it are poems, others are stories with a situation that I've been through. Don't judge them on how the are written, it's just my dark personality. Have fun reading it
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Queensoftheapocalyps
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