The more I think, it makes me cold
Being all there is to be told
But in that icy, crusty freeze
How can there be a little ease
A shaft of light showed tender sight
A gleam so bright that blinded me tight
Into that height, there was a plight
That robbed me of my "Precious Cold"
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the crazed feelings of a crazed girl
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i adopted a chibi!
name: Hiekka
likes: Killing
doesn't like: hugs
owner: Shifter
you can adopt one too!
adopt me!