Eve
Eyes meet for a last resort
Repetition tools, my only hand
Efficiency a cursed blessing
Language substituted breath
Red is with me
Beneath a powerful, helpless fracture
Confused, misunderstood
me? you?
Numbed beyond rational choice
Order is the highest power
The stench of my circles corner, contamination United.
Chameleon's consume the artistic design.
A cost of emotions is equal to that of pi, all the while I'm dead to be alive.
Clones breeding, math to divide from war.
Food for thought
Thought for food
We go again with new recruits.
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