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Fire & Ice
On thin ice I walk
shattering my core
fire and hailstones are born
convoluting my mind
confusing my inner most hidden flaws...
On ice I walk
cracking underneath the heat
erupting the rage of despair
my tiny feet unaware
my existence falling, crawling, fraying...
Fire burns my inner essence
knawing at my sacred needs
desire simmers
molten core combusting
my ice cage no longer sure,
unable to contain what lingers when it rains...
Icicles pierces in places where pain no longer remains
hot and cold,
senses rush wild abandon
no longer coy,
no longer afraid...
Fire and ice
damnation in sight
atop an iced throne
I drown...
resurfacing a phoenix
alive
aware
rebirth brings a strength of which is really rare...
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