Rusted Heart

Salt of tears spoiled its chrome,
Blood and sweat did the rest —
My rusted heart shines no more,
It creaks and leaks,
Yet steadily beats
To time’s relentless march.
Even though my vessel rots,
And with each year more hairs fall out,
I’ll never hang this banging head —
Not until the light forsakes me.
Stand out,
Live free,
Metal On Loud.

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