Something happened to her on that cold winter's night.
The dusky dim skies covered the light.
She lay there on a mountain of snow.
Covered from her head to her toes.
The cold frost lefts Mark's on her skin.
This time she will never win.
They found her lifeless body held captive and embraced to a tree.
She could not move, or be set free.
She died fighting for her life.
Sorrowfully, she's been through strife.
A hero, in her own self pitied mind.
A woman, just one of a kind.
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