The Queen of Death in winter.

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Cold as ice,

You never think twice,

About how cruel you are,

They run so far,

But your always there,

It really isn't fair,

Your long snow coloured dress,

Sends all men into a mess,

Your hair as soft as the newly fallen snow,

And thats the only thing you know,

For your body and soul are frozen solid.

Not a glimpse of kindness in your eyes,

Every word you speak are lies,

Winter is cold and unkind,

But in it you can find,

Joy, hope, family and love,

The love high like a dove,

But in you,

There is nothing like an empty shoe,

You have no kindness, no love, no soul,

So why do you insist on digging a deeper hole,

Because your the death in winter. 

Author's Note

Please remember I am only 12.