Metal

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I listen,

and I hear,

I nod,

and I'm no longer in fear.

I hear the words,

and it calms my nerves,

gives me energy,

gives me a reason,

to keep flowin'

with the continuous energy that keeps goin'.

Don't let the metal stop cuttin' through my ears,

lettin' me live,

somthin' better than before,

not carin' anymore,

whether or not I'm really here.

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