Born in heat unimaginable,
the fires of desire
hold no sway over me.
I gleam shimmering silver,
in the light of the sun.
My steel torso
is molded to perfection,
holding a treasure of springs and
clockwork that make up
my soul.
I stare with eyes of glass
at a world afraid.
Frankenstein's Monster,
evil incarnate, they scream.
I gaze upon them with
robotic unconcern.
I walk away,
iron soles cracking pavement.
Society shuns;
I coldly ignore.
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