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by Ana Oct 14, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Sleeping in a vast darkness My music being the silence's bless An unknown broken sadness And sanity my only madness. To be a stranger to pain My lust, the ice cold rain Nothing to go down the drain In emptyness, there’s nothing to gain. That is why I am the Ice Maiden of Pain.