Oh, Please, Mister Machine…
Tell me, what have you seen?
Could you possibly, really foresee?
What My Love, has done to me?
Please, grant me fortune and love beyond…
Nod your head, Oh! Wave your wand…
My cheeks colder, without the kiss of my lover…
My Eyes, have dimmed into a lesser color…
-Madamchryzl-
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 
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