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Predictable Chill

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Literature Text

Words can cut like knives
and you were bleeding out
oh that i were there to save you
but i was too late
you had built your castle
built your walls that couldn't be cut
i was to be your silver charger
but you were already beaten by
iron cowardice who knows no
more than the delusion
that saving her twisted heart
meant breaking yours
and forcing you out of self-preservation
to cast the the fragile entity in crystal
so no more may a knife rend
you into pieces of a fractured soul
but so too did you rob yourself
of the balm of gentle words
that can undo a deadly scalpel
held by ignorant, angry hands
but your wall are thick and
your battlements deter me
will you let me in to break
your solitude and bear you into
warmth again?
or will your crystal heart suffer no
chance of love and forsake warmth
for the protection of predictable chill?
A revelation of a new comrade, the realization that I came too late
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Deepcephalic8's avatar
I don't see that it could ever be too late. :love: