Friday, March 25, 2005
I have built a machine From the scraps of my body Built it strong built it lean Built to last for centuries
I grew tired I grew weak Watched my skin stop fitting me Watched my hands freeze up in cold I grew tired of getting old
I grew tired of blood and bones Traded cell and bones for stone Traded oxygen for life I was scared too scared to die
Time has come Time has eyes Staring down in redefine Sucked it in Swallowed hard like the vulture at its lot.
posted by rudi at 8:43 PM
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