DescriptionA poem of icy vitriol.
MessageTwo sides. One coin. No victors.
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Frozen.Eyes locked.I'll continue my attrition just to look at you.Just to win the contest.We'll absorb every proxy as our own.Every glance, a threat,Hovering over the big red,Hands ready to fall as we slip towardThe end.Bloody and blue.Bruised and burgundy.Apollo and Artemis.Egos lived vicariously through silence,Feeding the machine.A love iced over.A hate that only lasts through force,Through fear,Through tears.The war never got hot.And one of us collapsed.
But the other dissolved.