Hat chilling

Tapping on the shell from the inside

I am strong enough

This is my time

Chipping into shards as I collide

My longing erupts

Let her go

She is long gone

Along with my will to be

Get so low

Where I belong

Shell on the ground

The pieces never stick to me

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