Poem 70th (Ice instead of heart)

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"Ice instead of heart.
Aren't you cold?
That's why you never cry.
Does it hurt?
All your kisses were lies.
Do you even have a soul?
I can see it in your eyes.
Is that why you never smile?
You've never cried.
Do you even loved me,
Ice king of mine?"

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