Artificial

Artificial

A Poem by MADAM
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Being Artificial, is it perfect?

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Artificial

I ran an artificial hand through my hair
My electric eyes peered into the empty void.
The gears in my head began to turn as I saw the fire spread
I watched the pre apocalyptic world burn
I was unmoving
The Serum in my body spread light currents to my heart
The missing gear clattered to the ground.
But I didn't pick it up
It was fine this way
I was better this way...

Without that gear I was a fine tuned machine
I was perfect in absolutely every aspect
I never made mistakes
That's why I didn't make the mistake of picking it up
Not this time
Not again...

© 2014 MADAM


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It's something in blood, it can also be synthetic blood, I like how you noticed my love for the word xD Ilike it a lot for some reason haha, youl probably see a few recurring words in my poems too@-@)

Posted 10 Years Ago


You've mentioned Serum before...I'm just curious as to what that is. Thanks for the read


Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on January 27, 2014
Last Updated on January 27, 2014
Tags: human, Artificial, perfection, apocalypse

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MADAM
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I love to write poems and create elaborate stories, I also draw art on deviant^^) I am currently making one of my stories into a manga:3 I am very passionate about my ideas, but I'm open to opinions a.. more..

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