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Yet again the ice breaks and I sprawl prostrate, digging in my nails to prolong my fate.
The cold quickly numbs the pain, as desperate thoughts overcome my brain.
The taste of blood fuels my fears and a faint ringing echoes in my ears.
So many losses throughout the years, this one not even enough to summon tears.
Does that mean I have grown stronger or has my will been broke?
Either way I began to surrender hope, all I can do now is watch as the frays weaken this tethered rope.
No longer does it seem that I will fulfill my dream, but then again, no one hears unless someone screams.
