Half man half machine,
You'd think I was the one who invented silence.
On the edge of sleep,
Static slides across the television,
Reminds me of your wind chime voice.
Dire dreams, of my life...
Or lack there of.
Obscuring sense of self.
Is it sentient?
Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are dead.
honestly i felt complete
and utter dispear
the last moments of this cyborg
that you created in you mind
filled me with sorrow
funny how in just a few lines
you told a lifetime story
i could feel hopelessness
i could feel pain
i could not feel a fighters will
and in those finial moments that i felt
it was as if this creation's life flashed
before my eyes