You eyes are cold,
They are lifeless glass,
Ominous ice,
Artificial paradise.

Blind automaton, I pity you,
You have no will, have no life,
Just a broken piece
Of a once-grand device.

Always a naïve slave,
To your astray plan
I neglect your ruined mind,
Just to fall time after time,
Into the flawless pools,
Of your devious eyes.

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