Wrap me in hands, so wonderfully pale
Around my heart, so pathetically frail
You used to be beautiful

I trusted you, to keep me warm
To hold me in,
That dark storm
And to me,
You used to be beautiful

I thought it was more,
More than summer love
When you wrapped those hands around
And brought me back above

Embraced,
We had our own flower,
And around us, it encased

But every flower wilts
And I'm not as strongly built
As I pretend to be
I really am blind, I never really see

A land of cold,
Ice and snow
Wrapped around my flesh
Trapped my soul

I marched after you,
Through the wind
Because I love you, my secret sin

Shimmering lock
Your shimmering key
How?
How do you release me?

But the truth is,
You're not that beautiful

Icy, minty breath,
From my lips
"I like you,"
Shakily said,
Hesitant words, face flushed red

But words were spoken
Words were said
We killed each other
Now we are dead