Mighty Machine '04
Built to be unbroken.
Left to rust.
Stand tall machine,
Stand tall and strong.
As rivers from raindrops pour,
You stand as if you cry.
Unchanged,
Until the seasons erode you,
Explore and degrade you.
Poor machine,
Daddy doesn't need you.
Copyright © Naomi Jenkins | Year Posted 2008
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