She

She
by ~UnleashedHeathen

She has a body of steel.
All the comments of Iron and Carbon have made her.
That said, I recognise her rusted on smile.
You know, the one that Is so hard to scrub off -The one they think Is real-

Her heart pumps Ice like the freezer that made time stand still
Breaf mists flow off of her until someone finally notices her prupose.
But wait. What *Is* her purpose.
Oh I know. It`s to satisfy others. They put her In their drink,
Always able to get more If they wish.
That Is why she Is not as valuable `genuine`

She Is like the ever flowing river.
She Is always adorned by her beauty but stepped on by passengers.
Animals,Trucks, etc -what ever the world chooses-
The sun Is always evaporating her soul way as If It is his for the taking.
But then again. She might get frozen In the winter