Chrome Soul
Am i one of them? Evolving body Parts To Pistols
using emotions as ammo turning there Hearts To Missles
It feels like an artificial path that i Took To Train
everyone resembles eachother we all Look The Same
Digging Holes deeper to Earn The Debt
Finding myself Non-purposed to Burn The Rest
Words print out my lost breaths bringing fourth Cold Notation
I am still a dedicated human searching for my Soul's Location
Pondering about the image that Eats At The Scenary
For its the reason im placed as a Piece Of Machinery
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