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Striped of emotion, lobotomized
you’ve turned me into thing I despise.
My face now flaccid, voice of Voder,
I’m nauseated over this course.
Think it’s endearing, thing you’ve made me?
Your fascination I just can’t see.
Facial expression, vocal content;
what am I left with which to project?

Great nobility Lucien P. Smith:
In no way digging my lack of pith.
Can’t see the value, automaton,
dissimilitude leaving me wan.
Lucien as Golem, clay, feet to head?
Abomination, now role I dread.
Sick to my stomach over this turn,
cream has turned rancid inside this churn

My face now flaccid, voice of Voder,
I’m nauseated over this course.
Facial expression, vocal content;
what am I left with which to project?
Can’t see the value, automaton,
dissimilitude leaving me wan.
Sick to my stomach over this turn,
cream has turned rancid inside this churn.

Striped of emotion, lobotomized
you’ve turned me into thing I despise.
Think it’s endearing thing you’ve made me?
Your fascination I just can’t see.
Great nobility Lucien P. Smith:
In no way digging my lack of pith.
Lucien as Golem, clay, feet to head?
Abomination, now role I dread.