Refined

Refined I look in the mirror And imagine what I could be. I picture a crown without tears. I see silver veins coursing through me. Refined gold is what I bleed. My tears are titanium. I eat copper like wheat. Yumm radium. Iron and Steel are sweet. I like my Cobolt well done. Aluminum is always a treat. But the nickle and magnesium, are as tender as concrete.