i need to    to hold you    to tell you how i feel    but there's something that    words won't reveal       (it's been a year)    you're a statue that's stood through    unweathered    inside the garden of snow    your eyes still    still sparkling    like diamonds formed from the coal       in the pressure    the anger    of youth grown so cold    no cracks in your marble    to show what's been thrown    or been beaten or stolen    from all that you bring    in your silence i still hear you sing       you kill everything          you are my inspiration       i want to murder for you    crimson laced into white skin    please close your eyes.    Release everything       i want to murder for you    thoughts of hope laced with love    please close your eyes       ice entrapped angel    whom i now hold so dear    draining between my fingers    melting in silence       i can't remold your wings       you    are    my    inspiration