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Ice

A songbird flapping lost it\'s tune 

Anarchic tides ignore the moon 

Tries cooking up without a spoon 

His solid tears of ice 

 

A mountain top without a peak 

A linguist struggling to speak 

Sad eyes have sprung constant leak

His solid tears of ice 

 

The winds of change remain the same 

He\'ll find someone to take the blame 

An architect his house of shame 

His solid tears of ice 

 

A broken unforgiving heart 

A horse lagging behind the cart

Another race lost at the start 

His solid tears of ice 

 

Her touch brought warmth to frozen skin 

A tonic mixed with bitter gin 

His resurrected toothless grin

She melts his tears of ice