Reflecting that which I could not feel
Alone... I am to cold,
I am too bleak
And now that my heart has warmed,
You break it and throw it away,
What destiny this
In which I dance but do not sway!
I have no choice,
Not even to obey
And hence my story, my day
I have no purpose to feel,
But I feel anyway!
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