Several shadowed hands touch a glowing blue pod.
I'm your modeling creature.
I'm your fallen angel.
I sing to the ether—
Take a breather.
Leave the smoke at the door.
I'm a battling alien,
Dealing with ill intent...
From the supersonic internet.
Less than human—it's innocent.
Leave your clothes on the floor.
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It's the price for a ticket.
It's my feed for your feast.
Get a sweet taste of me?
Your bite is a cheap trick.
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Cos I am the golden.
I am not chosen.
I just chose myself.
I hope you'll choose me.
I just might choose you.
If you don't chew me—
Up, then spit-out me.
I have fallen...
In love with a human.
About the Creator
Ángel Sierra
Rhymes, riddles, and occasionally, she giggles.
Every-writer, it's all in me... DO LOOK DOWN!
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