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Malfunction [Freeverse Poetry]

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I was the definition of a malfunction. A machine that had feelings. How funny. Machines aren’t supposed to¬†feel. They aren’t supposed to cry or laugh. But I do. I’m a machine that feels. One that hurts every moment I swallow oil to lubricate my gears. One that hurts every moment I flip the “On” switch on the side of my …