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Frostbit fingertips |
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Frostbit fingertips caress the razor's edge |
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Cold ideals implanting themselves inside my head |
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Inadvertent gestures given effortlessly by my limbs |
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Complacency of warmth never sets in |
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This is an endless winter |
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One where the air gets thinner |
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A proclamation to the clement seasons |
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War without a rhyme or reason |
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Turmoil is elemental and so simplistic a feature |
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Though |
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Personal and integral |
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I cannot bear to brace this creature |
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Brace this creature(Brace creature) |
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It's becoming deeper |
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This feeling urges my cliffs steeper |
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Stepping closer to see the fall |
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Negligence consumes my all |
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(Have I let go) |
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Have I let go of what I am? |
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I stand here with unclenched hands |
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Retreating into my own |
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Enduring this all alone |
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I scream to remember passion |
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Unheard emotions in breathtaking fashion |
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Frostbit fingertips caress the razor's edge |
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Cold ideals implanting themselves inside my head |
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We are all the same |
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Unique and indifferent |
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Living as if this cryptic fever is isolated |
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But it isn't |
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Have I let go of what I am? |
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I stand here with unclenched hands |
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Retreating into my own |
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Enduring this all alone |
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Have I let go of what I am? |
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What I am? |