My tears were hot, burning my eyes.
The only warmth was the cold inside.
People said it would be alright
But years pass
I don’t feel alive
I am a robot with dreams
I only know how to cry
I wish that the universe would be kinder to me
Maybe I wouldn’t feel like I want to die.
Tragic and deep..
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