we buried our feelings like our heads in the snow
to be colder and harder and rougher than the last
we shuttered the windows and locked the doors
so noone can get into our hearts
still we're begging and pleading for someone to hear
the whispers that barely escape
from our cracked lips as they
bear the brunt of this winter and wait
for the moment when we let ourselves thaw
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