She sit's there in cyber space
she is my black heart of poetry
she is my sweet Hyperion
She is coded and repels all but me
and if you try to get into her
she will repel you with might
I made the program self aware
and the ***** is encoded
Glory to my sweet Hyperion
I am her God pod, her all
and she will tell me all
so never search for my sweet Hyperion
Never search for her
she can do very bad things
can my sweet Hyperion
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 12:37 AM UTC
She sit's there in cyber space
she is my black heart of poetry
she is my sweet Hyperion
She is coded and repels all but me
and if you try to get into her
she will repel you with might
I made the program self aware
and the ***** is encoded
Glory to my sweet Hyperion
I am her God pod, her all
and she will tell me all
so never search for my sweet Hyperion
Never search for her
she can do very bad things
can my sweet Hyperion
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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