put to end

Copyright © December 9, 2005 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Freezing cold, North wind blow,
coldest winter, I did know.

Heart frozen in block of indifference
from the one I love.

Pick the ice, with pick in hand,
or pierce the heart, to put an end,

to this freezing cold,
that to hell does send.

What was I once, where did it go,
my heart, my soul, they want to know.

Coldest winter, please come to end,
let her love, my heart, defend.

Defend a love, so real and true,
or offend and watch it die.

Pick in hand, the choice be yours,
free this heart, or put to end.