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Max Neumann Dec 2019
"he-ll-o beau-ti-ful, i-am-a-ro-bot" a manly robot said.
let's call him LIAM.

"o-my-that-can't-be-a-co-in-ci-den-ce" the mate of
his electronic soul, a womanly robot, answered. her name was EMMA.

"well-i-think-eve-ry-thing-should-be-fi-ne-then", liam
reciprocated. "we-can-go-now."

emma's robotic face glowed in red colors.
"hmmmmh... i-am-not-so-su-re-ab-out-that", she told liam.

"why-not??"

"nor-mal-ly-, a-ro-bot-wo-uld-not-act-as-hu-man-ly-as-yo-u-a-re-do-ing. how-e-ver, i-on-ly-told-yo-u that-i-wo-uldn't-be-so-su-re."

liam's entire construction started to beam with joy:

"do-es-this-me-an that-yo-u-want-me?"

emma smiled at liam.

"yo-u-bet!" she shouted in happiness.
soon, the two robots became one. and they never were separated.

never.
robotic love lasts forever.
Liam Clare Dec 2019
The look on his face
I knew he was dead
It was filled
With blood of red
That made me sink
Into the thoughts of rose pink
Onto the brink of this darkened world
That left the dreams unfurled
And the storms had twirled
My brain had burned
With this darkened wretched world
The mind of this person had been "burned" or marked and changed forever. Witnessing the death of someone during war changed him forever. He will never be the same witnessing that blood of red. Realizing the world was plagued and his mind had "burned" along with the dark and wretched world.
Liam Clare Nov 2019
His injured hand bleeds
As he became with greed
A simple change to him
For a large exchange
His mind is a stray
The greed is at play
The money weighs
His mind is broken
His words are spoken
Greed is an omen
That I like so very golden
The money changes his mind, takes away from him turns him into something hes wasn't. He is unable to change.
Katie Wilson Apr 2019
Oasis

Noel sits
focused
and strums
and picks guitar

a masterpiece
awakening
within his mind
within his soul
one that will
live forever

while Liam prowls
and hangs
monkey like
his hair and
beard are long
his beady eyes alive

each a spark
each a light
that sometimes
comes to blows
and fights

I shut my eyes
and listen
no other sound
compares
Liam hopson Sep 2018
Starring into the eye
of an ancient spy glass
Hopeful of a Vision of a time now past
A vision of life not dictated by the ruling class
A life not cruelly robbed
  Because you are working class
Lens fully focused
so everything becomes clear
It shows a man with great balance
It shows a man with no fear
It shows a man who has a chance
It shows a man with a defiant stance
Hopefully it's me has looking at.
Mariah Langton May 2015
Liam James could hear all the voices.
Talking and judging all of his choices.
He just smiled and shook his head.
They didn’t know what was ahead.

He walked the streets alone.
Never really minding that he was on his own.
He thought about his plan and grew grim.
And wondered if anyone would know it was him..

He looked back at his younger days.
Before he experienced all of the pain.
He thought about all of his old friends
And how they all turned their backs.

And then Liam James took out his gun.
It would all be worth it in the long run.
The shots rang out one by one.
Killing the ones who had made him come undone.
Anna Claxwell Apr 2015
I want something real in this world of fake
I want something simple in this world of mess
I want something true in this world of false
I want something sweet in this world of sour
I want something loving in this world of hate
I want something pretty in this world of ugly
I want a Liam in this world of Marks
THIS IS NOT ABOUT ONE DIRECTION
Kiah Griffin Feb 2015
I hate you a lot, as in
  periodically rather than
    continuously because you keep me up
      at night.

      Either in my thoughts or on my
     phone you seem to be present near
    enough all the time and it sickens
   me to say this but when you say
  that I love you, you're probably
right.

k.g.
Name of the person has been changed for personal privacy.
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