Cold hearted poem :
My heart is like the dark very cold and hard to seek , you have to be God or light to peak , I don't like to many and I don't care about most , Some people make my heart black and crunchy like toast A babies cry means nothing no more , I don't cry for joy I just look and nod I lost my pride , I hold Grudges and never regret I don't know whats wrong with me I'm as rocky as a tree and colder then the ice burgs in Antarctica , I'm done with life , I never second guess I just roll the dice
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