1 Here is Shiva…again she got deleted





1.1 Shiva



Ice,

The Giver of Death

So cold it can kill

But

It can't hurt me

I am the Ice

I place my finger silently

Upon your frozen lips

And watch your eyes glaze over

With my slightest touch

I am the winter's snow

I give you that Icy glare

That it makes it hard to breathe

I do a graceful dance

That hurls a thousand spears of Ice straight into your chests

I am that frigid wind

That takes your breath away

And threatens to suffocate you

Upon this Freezing day

But alas I cannot harm unless asked

For I stay at the call of my master

What a cruel fate for the Queen of Ice.







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