Live, Love, Laugh (Metal Edition)

a piece of metal
about yay big
is lodged inside
deep in the brain
it weighs down
it scars and tears
a piece of metal
of purest pain

it feels so heavy
some days at least
and poisonous
like high-grade lead
it’s always there
a piece of metal
inside of you
a blue, dull sad

fight the feeling
fight, you must
this piece of metal
so sharp and cold
dance and run
live, love, laugh
heat up the oven
turn lead to gold

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