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May 2014
I am a love machine, I'm pre lubricated
for your enjoyment  as wet as you wish
me to be. I can morph to what ever you
wish me to be,  fancy different parts I
can do this optical changing retina, I
can be green, ocean blue, I can have orange
or black that would scare others but not
you or her or me.

I can be blonde, brunette I can be green
haired or as bald as you want me to be.
You want a man or a woman a half and
half just tell me what size and  Ill surprise
you I'm programed not to harm unless
you want me to.

I'm a love machine, you can strangle
me, cut me I can die like its real while
your still inside fulfil your sickest
fantasy, I can bleed on the silk sheets
I can fulfil your funniest, scariest fantasy
I am just a machine I am programed to
show you what you want to see lets talk
or **** its no difference to me.

I'm just a machine, don't expect love or
think ill leave with you, as long as you
pay ill make you happy. Then when you
leave,  I'm washed repaired, ready for the
next desperate soul that wishes to fulfil
their  next fantasy...
the future is cold and metallic synthetic skin warm on the outside but never love just a program that lets you see that which you want to see.
Poetic T
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