Sleeping Cyborg

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I Open My Eyes Wide


But They Are Still Closed Tightly

 

Fighting The Brightest Darkness


I Feel So Awake


Even Though I Feel Like I Am Asleep


A Hazy Nightmare


I Have Wings That Help Me Fly


Though I Can't Even Reach Up To The Sky


Heaving In This Planet's Noxious, Poisoned Fumes


A Freezing Breeze Pierces My Weakly Thin Skin


Listening To The Weeping Widows And Banshees


As They Wail Their Songs


Of Mourning Loss And Useless Wars


The Whispers Say I Am Not Human,


But A Statue, A Cyborg


With My Broken, Still Beating Heart And


My Metallic, Silver Mask


I Do Not Cry, I Do Not Shed Rivers Of Tears.


Not Anymore, Not Anymore


Because, If You Look Into My Dull Orbs,


The Doors To My Soul


You Will See That The Ponds And Lakes


Have Dried Away

 

For I Have No More Tears To Let Flow


I Have Become A Cyborg,


With My Broken Heart And


Rusting, Silver Mask

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