THE SMELL OF SURGICAL STEEL AND THE BLOOD FROM MY SOUL
THE FEEL OF STAINLESS STEEL SLICING THRU MY SOUL
THE COLDEST CHILL THAT I FEEL IS THE SENSATION OF
THE COLD STEEL WHEN IT SLICES MY SOUL, RAZOR SHARP
AS I SIT IN THE DARK, THE STAINLESS STEEL THAT I FEEL.
THE FEEL THAT NEVER COMES!
RICHARD DOUGLAS DAVIS
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