The gears in my head seem to have stopped working. I am a machine made for the sole purpose of suffering, fighting in a never ending war that will destroy me. Once I am broken no one wants to fix me, my metal shall rust and my power will drain, leaving me as an empty shell of unfulfilled promises and broken dreams.
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