August 24, 2010
By , North yarmouth, ME
A clink
A crash
As I walk out into this world
My hard metal exterior
Hiding who I truly am
For I am an empty shell
A perfect pristine masterpiece
To what meets the eye
But underneath
I am a jumble of broken gears
And a spark of faulty wiring
For I am but a broken robot
And nothing more

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