(Written July 18, 2023)
Yeah, we have attitude
Sarcasm, even venom
That's our wall
Don't suggest it's weakness
We'll likely take your head off
The stories are deep here, make no mistake
But they don't drip like syrup
And run through our blood
Oh no, not here
They crystallize in our cells
We breathe them out
Like when your breath turns to ice in winter
When the air runs out
We walk on, stone faced
The horrible and the beautiful
All at once, it's all here
Just don't ask most of us to talk about it
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