Tommy said 10 years, 1 month ago:
Inside his cold empty stare,
Emotions never flood.
Although his heart beats like yours,
It never pumps blood.
He looks just like you
And his actions seem so real,
But underneath the flesh he’s more;
That man is made of steel.
Calculated, even devious,
With how he stole your heart.
Little did you know his
Was hallowed from the start.
Programmed to never love,
He knows not what to say,
When you hold his hand in yours
And suggest that there’s a way.
A way to bypass reality,
And to finally make him feel,
Even though his heart
Is cold and made of steel.
To hold him close,
As he holds you,
And softly says,
I love you too.
To kiss his lips
And warm what’s cold.
You’ll change that heart.You’ll make it gold.
I’m sure he craves
Something more,
Than what he’s
been built for.
If he could dream,
It would be of you
And all the things
His beating heart would do.
He would not
be this cold.
His hands would
be yours to hold.
He would smile honestly
And drop his fake mask.
Loving you would be
His one and only task.
But that is just the dream
Of a machine made of parts
A metallic man who’s only plan
Is to always break hearts
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