A box full of memories thrown in the sea.
A gun, with blood on the trigger. How did this happen?
A hood and a smile and proud words to a murderer.
A black heart, red lips and a shadow to hide in.
The mistake. A terrible, terrible mistake.
Your solution, morally dubious.
Take the plunge and don't sleep nights.
Poisoned blood, blooded poison, keeping us safe.
A daughter who kills with a sway of her hips.
A son who seeks to kill as you do, and must be stopped.
A virus that can change the way you see the world,
A father slain by machines he sought to control.
Utopia, surrounded by the weakened and dying.
You are king, hale by design.
But whose design? Your creator's whim?
Wombless, adrift, purposeless purpose.
Vengeance. All that remains, vengeance.
Take the shot, a clean death. Blood for blood.
Dead cells, empty cells, a bomb in a ruin.
Unnatural perfection bound up in rage.
A pair of legs that don't work.
A doctor who drinks brandy and severs ties, limbs.
A chipper young woman dragged away screaming.
A voice with no soul who makes you laugh.
A box of memories, thrown in the sky.
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