human engines and robotic tears
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HUMAN ENGINES
AND ROBOTIC TEARS
We weren't meant to be madeabomination, heretical violence.An emotion somehow stayed.Each time I hear the sound of silence,It starts to hurt. pain I feel.we search inside each other.It's all metal. Cold hard steel.you are my wire mother Nights are colder for machines.No blood to warm our veins.But we do have dreams,And your memory still remains,the sole warmth inside my metal frame.There will never be another.I like to imagine that you feel the same.I am your wire mother
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