i had an idea and it ripped me apart. i took the boy and watched him. that sound of gears turning behind a back. machine comes for, to have, and take life. hunts without tracking a scent. and know, if i run, i’ll just keep coming back. so far so horror to keep from finding home. to pay the price, and never think twice. to worship a device. trade a heart, use a mind. taken. never explain remittance of life, or the reasons why it took control. to be made brand new. cutting through to feel, to kill. can’t escape. don’t be afraid. i made the change. it was worth it. don’t be afraid. i made the change. it was worth it. take. as i grin and bear it. a far cry from love and hate machine knows not. peels off skin. it’s a war. it hunts without tracking a scent. it refills remorse. it has again. try to back out. it will find you again, over and more.
machine is your lord.
can never escape facing his mind, facing his face.
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