No one could tell me what to think
All I wanted was to see the world in pink
Never had I thought my choice would turn sour
Over my conscious, my determination dour
Please do not believe it is the end for me
Unless you want to throw me in a crazy spree
No more will I believe the lies of science
Killing is now a deed I sign in silence
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Aftershots
PoetryWhen Poetry meets Science Fiction. A series of sci-fi inspired poetry...