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Oct 2014
ICE
Though the world spins faster and faster,
Though my heart beats rhythmically out of time
The lights of the world fade around me
A shadow of regret concealed in a shade of unknowing emotion
Creeps into the unmarked bowels of my soul.

I grow cold in a beautiful crystallized entity of who I was
Lost with no chance if return,
Forgotten not by others but my myself
Hands on the map
But my compass is severed in triplicate

I am ice.
Deadly, cold,
Yet I encase a wonder that is truly only marveled by life itself
For I wipe out the old and sacrifice my own life to bring back joy to the world
I am ice known by all but forever alone

Across an inhospitable landscape I glide
Taken all that defy me to hell
Where the shall not parish in fire
But in the glow of my crystallizing stare
Tortured for eternity

I make myself know
To those who fear my wrath
The set of the alarms
For they foresee my coming
Only because I let them

I let them fear me
It give me strength to control
Causes me isolation from the world  
Where I feel safe in my castle of cold
Blocked out from the misery of life

I am ice
Frigid, Rough
Yet upon my surface a softness is found
Protecting the nurturing core within the call my soul
I am ice destroyer and protector

I put on the show
I play a grand and epic façade
But when I melt away I am gone
Only a memory of my once great beauty is left
A sick reminder that everything lovely must die

I am not ice, I am merely snow
Weak and malleable to the hands of man
Eventual I disappear and water remains
Only to evaporate under the light of the sun.
Alexander Everet Starchild
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