The Ice Cube
The ice cube slides along the floor
Feeling nothing but its own cold
Moving forward without pause
Stopping only with it hits a wall
Finding itself falling backwards
Leaving pieces of itself behind
Until it disappears into nothing
The Ice Cube
The ice cube slides along the floor
Feeling nothing but its own cold
Moving forward without pause
Stopping only with it hits a wall
Finding itself falling backwards
Leaving pieces of itself behind
Until it disappears into nothing
