Ice is mine my all and it is me
ice is the fire I breathe in lung and heart
ice is growing branching like the grandest tree
I do bring and summon it the best art
I hear and heed its frozen call
in ice I find my home my heart my dream
no I can never get too close to fall
make it go where I and it would deem
it omega(alpha) rendered beta is ice
always near me and fire it is my life
changing price the cost of ice I'll suffice
consistent as fire's friend and famed knife
Dragon elve vampire this is what I be
the truth of it is Ice is simply me
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poems
Randompoems by me. Try not to judge too harshly some of these were made at 13-14 years old. The new-ish ones start at "scars inside" so, um... enjoy?
