Fight of Fright

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I sigh the air inside my windpipe

As I lie outside, beside the fire

My breath rises high to the sky

I try to find quiet and silence

My issues don't subside

I desire to fry my mind but

Just the part that makes me cry

I bite into my piece of pie

Gotta stop the tide of tears

From my eye to hide from all the

Pain inside, it won't comply

Despite the hype

It doesn't feel right

Spikes of ice piercing my side

I sigh and sigh

It's going to be fine


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