My Heart is made of metal,
Strong and unyielding.
I will not break under stress,
I will not shrink and bend in the heat.
But like metal,
I wear over time.
I long for a time when I was new,
When I was polished and reinforced.
Now I am slowly breaking down,
Losing memory of what you are.
Please build me back up.
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