In winter’s grasp, a maiden fair,
Trapped in snowflakes’ icy stare.
Her dreams of spring, a distant call
Another cycle of pain, she can’t let go.
Each step toward warmth, a fleeting chance,
Winter’s dance, a cruel advance.
She battles winds that howl and moan,
Longing for a song to call her own.
Snowflakes fall, a frosty cage,
Surrounding her in frozen chains .
Winter’s touch, a bitter embrace,
Leaving traces of its icy grace.
She glimpses spring, a shimmering light,
But the bitter cold pulls her back to night.
A cruel game, love’s twisted play,
Forever keeping her in his chains
Another cycle of pain, she can’t let go
In her heart, a resilient flame,
Yearning for the chains to break.
The storm may rage, but hope holds strong,
As she dreams of spring’s sweet, soothing song.
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