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A PERFECT FEATURE pt3

There was a time when our souls were machines.

 

GHOST ROBOT

Pinch me.

Am I dreaming?

What is this darkness I am seeing?

Wasting away, I could wait all day.

Just to see a shimmer of you healing.

Just to know you are feeling.

ROBOT DOG

Let me wait for the dawn

I am not your pawn.

I open wide this fearsome pride, I do not hide.

I sing songs of memories of before

when i could not soar.

This weary stranger in my head.

My heart bled.

Open wide, you’ll find me inside.

ROBOT FRIEND

Forgotten and remembered

Like a broken sword

From my heart my love poured

I felt nothing except the endless night.

I wait for everything to be alright,

For you to find your sight.

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