This beast was created by all it's former trials. My white flag has been burned to the ground. I've overcome all these human feelings. This machine is lubricated with all your lies. One slain for every letter that's been misread. Delusions of grandeur have created this monster. I've overcome all these human feelings. This machine wont be destroyed by the smirk on your face. Oh, how dare you mock me, I live beautiful. This emoted face, it grows larger. Don't look me in the eye, aren't my eyes beautiful? Jabbing blades to the shrine peel back the skin. I was so lovely, but it saw right through me. I've succumed to all these human feelings. Now nothing's left but the smirk written on your face. As I lay in ruins I embrace the youth that I once knew. It was washed out with the pain.
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