All humans cry, but I die internally.
I found my calling at least I thought I did.
I'm out played
Just a one man army and it's going to stay like this forever. I don't need anybody else.
I been a lone wolf for year's.
I stopped and let people in, but now I should shut the door
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Poetry From A Mind Of Growth
PoetryIt's about Androids and Artificial intelligence thinking process and what they might be. Read if you dare and see if you can handle the darkness and shed light on this story