I've numbed up, frozen through.
a little warmth only colors the surface.
warm and toasty you see me
but to thaw me you can't just heat up the outside
I'm dying inside, blinking at my tough shell
searching for a crack,
but then patching it up when you come around
because I need my insides seen
but you can't see them
I'd rather freeze through
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