Prompt: \m/ my love of Metal \m/
Bea it night or a sunless day
Hidden under the covers, lead astray
Into the blackest shroud of Earth's wool
My heart will stay.
Frenzied, cacophony of lengthened metal
Staccato stricken wood to mete all
With dulcet tones of droppend scale
I will be faithful.
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