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Jul 2015
Am I dancing too wild, or, do you not know what is it to be human?
Even from the first time you saw my mother's blood,
I've been man-made ever since,
I've been completely aware of it,
My whole life, it's always been plastic.
But soul resists, and brain screams,
And heart keeps the beats out of rhythm, all the time.
Strange & complex animals humans are.
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Written by
Pea
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