Ice Queen and the fire lord.

Chilled air was all to be felt,
The air around you can only melt,
You awaken the stars,
I count my scars,
I see fourty-two,
Is it wrong to love you?

Erase my pain, my past, my present,
Do unto me what others haven't,
"I crave your flesh, though mine is torn,"
Said the ice queen unto the fire lord.

Sorrow tunes my castle of ice,
I count my scars and hide my cries,
For every scar; comes a price.
I count fifty-three,
Is it right love me?

Oh fire lord, with eyes of crimson flame,
A man who's entered my castle, no name,
He melted my ice, he stole my heart,
Why, Oh Fire lord, are we forever apart?
Be my dark prince,
And I will never flinch,
At the sight of my scortching fire lord.

Erase my pain, my past, my present,
Do unto me what others haven't,
"I crave your flesh though I am torn."
Said the ice queen unto the fire lord.

Now I'm dying, melting on the inside,
You came too late, the feeling's subside,
You were my love but also my end,
Now you go home, let the angels decend,
All my life I looked for you,
Once found I could see straight through,
The barriers and lies that you had whispered,
To try and make our love unhindered,
I meld with the ocean and lay to rest,
Don't try to make sence of this shameful mess,
Just know that I loved and the favour was returned,
For it was his love I had forever yearned.

The End

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