What happens when it melts?
Heads down, your headed for the worst,
Enjoy your last few breaths.
Behind your back, throw worthless pennies
That break the water's glass.
Splitting hairs with cutting edges
So sharp that they could kill.
Mirrors showing what is there,
Reflecting through your past.
Of days you wished on those bright stars
that only fade or fall.
And rainbow's have no pot of gold,
because they have no end.
An endless merry-go(es a)round
They/To add another quarter.