Metal girl felt all alone
Her heart was lost and her hands were cold
She breathed in the smoke
And she swallowed the acid
Intoxicating herself with this world so nasty
She hoped to shut down all engines and stop the great machine
She suffered a metallic death and finally she is free
Smoking a thoughtful cigarette with the crazy man on the corner of the street.
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A Metallic Death
Short Story- Metal, metal don't you hurt this rose petal. To late. It's already dead -
