Systems fail.
Circuts bleed.
Full malfunction,
A lovers creed.
A drine i was,
A molten mess.
A robot man,
I Do confess.
You grabbed my hand,
Or what there was.
You taught me love,
Simply because.
There were no lessons,
There was no class.
To love it Human.
That is no farce.
You drift away,
From one to another.
I remain true,
I can recover.
My programming returns,
My shell still bleeds.
A robot just needs love,
That's all it needs.
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