I'll hold my arms out, or maybe I'll just pull you, or maybe I'll just remember that...
I can't do it.
Humans need cheering up?
Yet, I'm shoved away, I'm doing what it says in the manual, forgive me.
But the manual might be out of date, heh it was written by me.
Sometimes I'd waste countless minutes just watching people, see how they go.
Alas I don't have that time anymore, and I can only remember the responses through the odd memories.
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Roses, Riddles, and Poetry
PoetryWhatever I'm feeling, I sometimes talk in the language of Riddles. To only I understand, what the meaning is behind each sentence. Will just update this whenever, only making this to express myself.
