Your heart has grown frostier over the years,
Incapable of shedding any tears.
A heart made of stone,
affection no longer has a home.
Your eyes have seen things no one should ever see,
places you shouldn't have been.
Desensitised to the core,
never finding that open door.
Life passes you, your judged, you never bat an eye,
listening to the world as it sighs.
Numb to its empty entice,
your left feeling cold as ice.
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