The tears you once shed because of me have made a puddle of water on the flood which you stand in. But its been weeks now and that puddle has turned into ice, and underneath that layer of ice is where I lay. The weigh of you’re words can easily break the ice allowing the shreds of ice to pierced my body, allowing you to fall through to a bloody death. You're not on stable grounds now, be careful I’m trap beneath you by the walls of ice that have been created from the cold words you once spoke. It’s a dangerous situation, I’ve never felt so cold. Careful you’re on thin ice, and with one wrong slip of the mouth you can crush me completely.
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