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May 2017
liquid steel, I swear to you, it's what runs in your veins
You bleed silver and grey
Bending and changing
Hot mettle burning out all of your insecurities
Filling the vacancies they leave with something stronger-
And that's what life does to us, right?
Takes the soft vulnerable parts
Makes them mean
Makes them strong
Like you are.
Strong.
Strong as steel
Rough and tumble
The stuff they make steam engines with
the stuff used to build bridges
to build machines.
Take out your heart, it's the last soft thing left after your smile
After your eyes
Fill the hole in your chest with that steel that replaced your blood
You are not a nice person
But at least you won't be broken.
Phoebe
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