I burn

Making them stand away

I am non standard decay

With my head of steel

My motioning is to you

Take me to the place of

Unrelenting waves

I cool

Making them peer closely

I am a child

With my mind of paraphernalia

My movements are my own

An abundance of sacrifice

I freeze

My heart is steam powered

I am your future

My motions direct you

Eternal damnation

I shatter

The wasteland of me

My essence is corrosive

My motions were yours

Take me anywhere

Forever know

You were the pawn

The End

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