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If this is life then give me death

For machines cannot feel pain

I suck in a breath, have I gone insane?

Circuitry or circulatory

There is no difference

They both keep us alive

Both last resorts of the final moments of mankind

A sadness I carry on

No longer can I quell this insanity

I long for when I find my humanity

The mind has been shattered

My heart eviscerated

Inside my blockade I rot

The monsters don't know their own strength

They bury us six feet beneath the ground

Lies have been told and trust has been lost

But they never seem to care

Cerebral cortex left paper thin

Artificial intelligence takes its place

A thought process raped bare to procedural action