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Apr 2019
You love me, I hate you, how I wish I could replace you, I have an idea in mind,

A robot to hold me, to kiss me and scold me, and never leave my side,

Metal on skin will feel so warm I’ll never let it go,

but for this I know, it won’t ever feel the love I show,

Alone I feel, with the pain I deal, I need you out of my bed,

Don’t you leave, but don’t you stay, for I’ll wish I was dead either way.
3:11 AM
April 11th
Written by
Coob
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