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Suffer for her Happiness
I bleed upon the virgin snow,
My eyes fixed to the swirling clouds,
My blood is freezing to my veins
But a smile is fixed upon my face
My body is becoming numb
The warmth is being drained
A tear slides down my cheek
But it’s a tear of joy…
Vision obscured by tears
I smile at your shining face
I know not the pain you have
I would die on the inside
Just to know you’re happy.