White Is Cold [POEM]

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White Is Cold

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White is cold and always yearning,

always seeking for approval,

and that is her testament,

"Forget all your dreams,

do as what you're told,"

is what they all have said to her,

Would this be the reason

why she can't move on,

why she can't move forward?

Isn't white supposed to be pure?

Yet here she is, blemished, tainted,

impure unlike that of a snowflake,

But every waking day

is a new sunrise,

a new chance for hope,

White is pure and clean,

and it shall return to such,

And today's a fresh new start!

Free from chains of servility,

she look ahead to new horizons!

The dominion falls apart!

There'd be no more travesty!

White is cold and always burdened,

never had this chance for a rest,

and that is her testament,

"Forget all your hopes,

do as what you're asked,"

is what they have all commanded,

Isn't white supposed to be clean?

Yet here she is, corrupted and

marred by the filthy hands of evil,

Would this be the reason

why she can't be free,

why she can't be salvaged?

But every waking day

is a new chance of

tasting that sweet freedom,

White means one's freedom,

a colour of hope and peace,

But there's no use in crying-

she's much more stronger now that

the chain has finally been broken!

The mirror that kept her split in pieces

is finally shattered and broken!

So when she asks, "Mirror, mirror,

who's the loneliest of us all?"

She'd be glad that it's not her,

But, alas, even though she's saved,

her heart remains cold,

White cold...

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