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a devotion replaced by robots and electric sex. i can rip your artificial heart out with a flick of my wrist. from up here you look so small. they don't deserve a love so heavy, a warm blanket of affection. staring into lifeless eyes the same way a cat looks into a fishtank. i'll be wasting away. this stretch of silence and a cold heart in my pocket. my eyes have turned a darker shade of red for this world. i'm lovesick with an unearthly disease of enlightenment. monsters named fear, grief, jealousy, and hatred live under this hospital bed. jesus christ, just pull the fucking plug. i watch people laugh because it teases my heart. but this room is filled with broken smiles or maybe it's just the reflection. make bets on which thought will win when my mind races in confusion. rapid like a heartbeat. perfection is error. what i want is for you to look right over this entry and label it rubbish. and i'll label it reason. and transmit this immaterial part of me and preserve it.