A birth from creators womb has come to an end.
A heart's quest to survive,
by a soul's instinct,
has been slayed by the robots of humanity.
Each gender,
a mirror of histories past,
the built keepsake to be eternally reborn.
Our walk through life is carved into our mind,
to obey the carbon copy law.
A painted persona to be viewed with approved eyes.
Our desire to reveal a mind without a mask
will awaken the words of the demon's judge.
A crime for wandering feet,
shall be banished to a world of the rejected own.
The battle to feed the inner spirit's hunger has become a fight to be free,
with each fall a tear shall bleed,
only time can tell if strength will again stand.








-theQueen"

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