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There is an inferno in my veins

Pushing and tugging and raging and burning—

And burning.

Beneath this frigid surface lies a heart of flames,

That licks at the frost and longs to be free.

But this ice crystal girl, like putty in hand,

You bend and you break

And you twist and you turn her

To see if she fits.

With hard veneer and infallible façade,

She squirms into the spot you’ve made her,

Amongst the exalted and the exceptional.

But something isn’t right,

For if you bend and twist and turn ice,

It breaks.