Ice

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I let your words stab

Like daggers throughout

My scar riddled body

And you like it, no doubt

But how long can you do this?

Do you have a soul?

Would you feel proud of yourself

If I didn't wake up tomorrow?

You heart is stone cold

Like dry ice in a chamber

So many have tried to melt it

But you always remember

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