Chemistry

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Your chemical properties are,
Like trying to define solid carbon dioxide,
It can poison upon inhalation,
It can freeze upon contact,
But it's more accurate to equate you,
With liquid pure oxygen,
That can poison upon inhalation,
And freeze upon contact,
But never when expected as such.

Its like getting freeze burn,
When getting thawed makes your flesh fall off,
But what does one do when ones heart is the part that been affected,
Does one ignore it in all its slow beating,
Cracking from temperature stress,
Structural integrity failing,
From your cold and hot oscillating,
Or does one attempt a thawing,
That ends with being dead,
With not a wreckage left to be saved,
Nor a postmortem possible?

What does one do when ones heart is the correct temperature of sublimation,
Does it sublimate out of existence as easily as,
It sublimates into being?
Or does it stay beating,
Disintegrating,
Decaying,
Into an unstable isotope prime for disaster,
With no Bequerel able to tell your mutability,
Nor Geiger able tell your volatile tendencies?

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