Mechanical Mayhem
A mechanical beast
Finds you in your sleep
It begins its pursuit
And you hide between
The cracks
You move somewhere else to throw it off
But it finds you
You can run
You can hide
But it will find you
It always will
Finally
It gets to you
And you notice
This beast
This thing
This mechanical monstrosity
It really isn’t that different from you, is it?
Doesn’t it just want to be loved and cared for?
As do you?
Maybe you shouldn’t be so scared
And then
You wake up
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