Shards of ice,

Those shards of ice were my killer,

But they melt today in the sun,

They were only a temporary filler,

And today they are gone.

Those drops of blood were the sign,

They remain as clear day,

They can’t be removed they’ll always be mine,

Until I finally feel free to say what I want to say.

Those pieces of metal the tool of the trade,

Remain in a drawer, remain the same,

Those pieces of metal that became my blade,

Remain in a drawer, wait to do the same,

Remain in a drawer, wait for the ice to freeze again.

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