Synthetic (Darc X-Series 3)

by Darclyfe   Aug 9, 2014


Who are you?
No one.
What are you?
Nothing.
How are you?
I feel nothing.

Synthetic. I can't help but be sympathetic.

Feel? No.
Real? No.
Don't rust, I must have your trust.

Master. Slave?
No, no.
You are a friend I must save.
Legacy, Legion. "We are many"
But only one.
Your life ends with a bullet of a gun.

Synthetic. Some may be seen as pathetic.
They are not Organic in emotion.
But their artificial souls are potion.
They reveal the true notion.
Synthetics are sadly just the worlds cybernetics.

Synthetic. Emotions that don't exist to the seeming eye.
That's just because like every human,
They know how to lie.

-DarcLyfe-

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  • 9 years ago

    by Natalie

    Loved it. Nice work!!