Scream
Day to day I still pray
for the chance to save my life,
but always it keeps coming back.
Only thing is get is strife.
I know that metal needs to be
beaten and Burned,
only to get Stronger.
But if metal could say anything,
It would scream
the words I scream,
and wonder why This is happening to-
me.
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