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Through The Frost
Like a wounded dog,
I can never forget
As the memories grow,
not fade
My warning stated,
“The Ice Is Thin”
Where my sun turns
into shade
If I told you once,
I told you twice
“There's a line,
you're not to cross”
But your love trespassed,
with payment deep
As my bite breaks through
the frost
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
I can never forget
As the memories grow,
not fade
My warning stated,
“The Ice Is Thin”
Where my sun turns
into shade
If I told you once,
I told you twice
“There's a line,
you're not to cross”
But your love trespassed,
with payment deep
As my bite breaks through
the frost
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
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Through The Frost
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