I learned to walk among numbs, suppressing all I hold dear,
Jumped into the fray, forged the mask, etched into my skin!
Burying all that I care, iced my heart, froze my memories,
Losing a part of me, I lost myself, to the myriad banalities!
Cold is what I craved, cold is what I exuded, cold is me,
Wrestling within the need, desires, and gnawing emptiness!
Until, no more, the deafening silence, seeping through,
Cracks appear in the facade, murmur erupts to tremor!
Pressing on through, constricting tightness of the shell,
Crumbling icicle, torrent of memories, primal scream!
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