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Colossal Confidence Meets Cold Steel
My fake confidence Could surely kill you, Large and colossal, A giant in its hard shell. It clings to me, Armor I didn’t choose, A brittle shield That I’ve painted gold. I see your ego drilling into you, Spiraling, twisting, Digging deeper than you know. There’s no turning back— You’re tied to the tracks. The iron bites, A weight you thought you could carry. The whistle is blowing, Echoing through the air, And the train is in the distance, growing. Your defiance burns— Eyes locked on mine, But I see the cracks You won’t let show. And I stand there, Feet planted, Hands clenched at my sides. Do I untie you? Do I run? Or do I stay and let the collision come? Because when the train arrives, It’s not just you. My confidence stands too tall, Too hollow, To survive the blow. And when the whistle fades, What will be left? Not us— Only the tracks.
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