It's funny how you've toyed with me,
forget I run on batteries?
leave me with no energy,
Willing but not ready,
this is how you see me,
Robotic for your pleasure,
Useless on all other accounts,
Shameless.
Addicted to the glass wall,
Your colors they shine right through me.
Everlasting impression imbedded into what makes me
keep guessing when the credits will hit.
Warped tan leather stuck to my face,
peal back your skin and remember it's winter,
It's coming on our turn for tragedy?
Pop the quark, spark the lights, set your watch
it’s time to celebrate our unprecedented victory,
Last reception to fathom each other
before our dismemberment
and birth into immortal bodies
New characters and ending.
a climax from the beginning.

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