One
Born to die.
He is nervous about crashing again.
Everyday he is blown to bits,
Despite being put back together he is going insane.
It has his stiff hands shaking,
Thinking about the wall that the car hits.
He hides, frazzled and anxious.
Each part of him aching,
Wishing that humanity was more abstemious.
Two
She is fascinated.
She's brand new and bright,
Assembled and joining the automotive industry.
She is intrigued by his site,
It is like someone's puppetry.
Bright eyed and innocent,
Watching him with bewilderment.
She flows like rubber towards him,
And grabs his shaking limb.
Together they climb into the car,
Put on their seatbelts and be who they are.
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