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Aftermath

Precarious me Render this plea Surrender to An android sea A robot who A Doctor too Will we survive The skill of you You've taken heart And left in place Cold fingerprint Mechanical race You've made me to This carbon shell A man who walks But isn't well The lot of us Will know no pain But in your wake Can be no gain As zombies we Will do no more Then wander earth A silent score Emotion lost You're in control The human race Has lost its soul

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 3/25/2011 6:30:00 PM
Very impressive and expressive thoughts, Reid
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