But I won't be deterred by their bodies strewn
Lifelessly about the pathway to your eyes. No, I'll march defiantly past,
Guided by a noble heart and noble intentions.
Unscathed, I'll let you fix me.
Locked in, confined by our bodies of steel and aluminum,
The battery powering my heart runs dry, and my pulse falls weak,
But when we kiss our glasses click like a metronome
And my new, love-powered heart begins to beat.
Here I wake, 'lone again, ponder visions of robots and love,
And wonder why I torment myself, wonder what's happening in my head.
Every dream is similar; we live happily ever after,
But the façade is jarred to reality the same way every time;
I awake, alone in my bed.
-a.l. knox
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