Snow girl,
Princess of ice,
She is frozen to the ground.
Hair of curl,
Her eyes blink twice,
Yet she does not make a sound.
Her skin is cold.
She does not shiver.
She's growing old.
She starts to wither.
Poor Ice Maiden,
With the frozen tears.
Poor Ice Maiden,
Stays silent for years.
See her as she's freezing.
Curly hair and frozen toes.
Every muscle seizing,
Cold like no one knows.
Frozen for all eternity,
For hours, days, and weeks.
And then the ice girl is no more,
Sadly, she never did speak.
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