A very short poem about Rika. A very messed up poem admitly. It has no real structure and the rhyming scheme went straight out the window. Oh well…I just felt like writing it…

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Too cold to hold,

Too frozen to heal.

Bitter retorts

Used to distort

The truth behind violet cracked windows.

Ice flows unchecked,

Spiralling through the heart,

While diamonds fly like darts

As a kitsune tries to break through,

Desperate to discover the key

That will enable the motionless statue to see what is true.

Ice starts to thaw

Under the guidance of a gentle paw.

Slowly but surely the heart learns to beat

As girl finds her feet

And begins to live.