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To the Humans Upon waking, I found myself alight.To the Humans by ~TsukinoUkagi
Yet lacking feelings, null of any fright.
The fire did not bother me a bit,
Nor did I panic and lose all my wit.
I sat, wondering how this could occur,
That I could somehow pain and fear deter.
I gazed upon my hands with such appeal,
To find to my surprise that they were steel.
Where horror should have set in, verily,
I found myself at peace, in harmony.
Whate’er the experiment I had been,
I lacked of any moral set or sin.
A soul indeed I had, and I could think.
My consciousness was never near the brink.
I did not know what human life was like,
But the improvement was easy to psy
Loss I yearn to know why my heart cleaves in twoLoss by ~TsukinoUkagi
Whenever my consciousness wraps ’round you.
You’re like the slippery maze I must solve,
Lest I must my baser instincts involve.
So…
Although convention forbids me from more,
When it comes to friendship, you’re much an ore.
The value I found in each small exchange
You could have measured in my smile’s width range.
But…
I’ve shot at you and hit for the last time.
Never again will I commit this crime;
Now to you I’m nothing but foreign…
I cannot make you laugh ever again.
Identity Obsequious liar,Identity by ~TsukinoUkagi
You come to me with a mind wide open.
Your strange style and sweet, secret smile
Make it impossible to know you.
Obsequious liar,
You mark the parts of me you love.
Your clumsy dance and heartfelt song
Make me forget where I am, and who you are.
Of all the people I’ve ever met,
You’re the only one who understands.
Even if you’re like that for every other,
You’re the only one I could see as my lover.
Obsequious liar,
I know that I’m not your only one.
Your tender eyes and lonely soul
Show me all your heart’s conflictions.
Obsequious liar,
You come to me with a mind wi
Foolishness Chitter-chatter,Foolishness by ~TsukinoUkagi
Bitter-batter,
There's a little lad-y.
Pitter-patter,
Splitter-splatter,
That man's very shad-y.
Hocus pocus,
Where's the focus,
There she is a-dancing,
Laughing, splashing,
Ever dashing,
He don't stop a-glancing.
Jiggle, wiggle,
Girly giggle,
She thinks she'll end his sor-row.
Stopping, dropping,
Body flopping,
She won't see tomor-row!
Shame 
Sta.sh
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When something tastes good, your face has to show it.
...My face?
"You're a perfectly wounding artist."
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Emptiness is always room temperature...
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When something tastes good, your face has to show it.
...My face?
"You're a perfectly wounding artist."
Dang... well, I'm back now. I'm kind of depressed so I think the creative juices will better flow.
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Emptiness is always room temperature...
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Emptiness is always room temperature...
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Love life and beauty, the meaning of lolita!
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Emptiness is always room temperature...
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Love life and beauty, the meaning of lolita!