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Jasper

by tintinw2

She talks and asks why I cannot speak She drags me everywhere and has a grand time while I am forced to live in a mechanical body she crafted to me Radio waves are my only means and one sentence repeats in my limited vocal ability I pray for Elysium and the soft grace and rest still she drags me I'm nothing but a doll spirits take me from this prison why must I be forced to live a life already full
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Jul 29, 2017
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