I seem to like you,
But liking you breaks me.
You are my warm-freezer.
I try to please you,
But pleasing you ruins me.
You are my melting glacier.
I always defend you.
But defending you weakens me.
You are my deafening silence.
I want to protect you,
But protecting you hurts me.
You are my rough silk.
I cannot stay with you,
Because I must break free,
From this unbreakable hold.
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