Every passing minute,
Penetrates us with new implants,
Of dynamic stability,
Of anxious comfortability
Fixing until they're obsolete,
Machine flies in fleets,
Rust in our sterile neurons,
Symmetry causing deforms
An arcane glitch,
Until the illumination
Of our steel plated souls,
An untouchable virus,
Not alone but
Imaginary friends
Or personal nemeses,
Under the dust hides us
Fate lost its impact,
Before the very birth,
In self excusing motherboards
Entities of creation
Or accidental subelement relation,
Beings of chaos at unclarity,
No stalemate, always in action,
What's ever born of it,
Presumes towards destruction
Dec 8, 2010
Dec 8, 2010 at 1:22 AM UTC
Every passing minute,
Penetrates us with new implants,
Of dynamic stability,
Of anxious comfortability
Fixing until they're obsolete,
Machine flies in fleets,
Rust in our sterile neurons,
Symmetry causing deforms
An arcane glitch,
Until the illumination
Of our steel plated souls,
An untouchable virus,
Not alone but
Imaginary friends
Or personal nemeses,
Under the dust hides us
Fate lost its impact,
Before the very birth,
In self excusing motherboards
Entities of creation
Or accidental subelement relation,
Beings of chaos at unclarity,
No stalemate, always in action,
What's ever born of it,
Presumes towards destruction
Created 08 December 2010
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