Steel
I stare upon the face of you
Your shiny glint obscures my view
Cold
Metalic
Yet somehow safe
Industrial in your design
Canvas filled, a thin straight line
Hardened
Resolute
Still part of me
Magnificence, and awe inspire
Formed within the cleansing fire
Immaculate
Alone
Truly independant
This poem is about:
Me
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