No more than mere spots, but surely greater than nanobots
Between skin and muscle, hope claws through
Paranoia calls the shots
Money was all we knew
A project that would engulf the whole world in our hands
Depends on who you ask though. Sometimes, a language no one speaks
A parade on distant lands
Monopolization and subjugation to and for all freaks
Describe me
Tell me who I am
What I have done to set us free
Tell me everything, jumbled anagram
See with that eye of yours
Feel with that oh-so-delicate skin of yours
Behind the doors, you will find all cures
Indoors is outdoors, they have put you on all fours
A new smell, a new income
You are one of us now
An experiment that marches to the beat of the drum
The odd one's show is about to begin. Grab your leash and vow
YOU ARE READING
Memory Fragments
FantasyWARNING: CONTAINS VERY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Sooner or later, we all crumble beneath our fears. It's up to us to recall what makes us human and stand strong against adversity. Memories, shattered and scattered throughout our lives, come to us one by one.
