Ξ the shell Ξ

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I am fire,

I am flame.

I am all of my desires

Built all the same.

My strength is fierce,

My will a pyre

Full of righteousness that no word can devour.


I fight my own battles-

Wage my own wars;

Don't let what rattles

Bite me in scorn.

I've brick for a skin,

Ice for a heart-

Yet even still

I've fallen apart.


My patience runs thin-

Endurance runs low,

My will turns a sin

Begging for snow.


I am still fire,

I am still flame.

But I am a liar

Called by false name.


It burns inside me,

This game that I play;

Deceiving insightfully

Those who I say.

These flames reduce my dreams

Into nothing but ash,

Only deeming me

Too far gone to catch.


So I turn to my will

That's been burned raw by sin,

And let my icy heart kill

Where the scars all begin.

The burning subsides-

A balance has welled.

And now I do not fear being my own shell.

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