In the realm of pixels, where fantasies take flight,
A utopia beckons, bathed in artificial light.
AI-generated art, a perfect facade,
Lures in the masses, their souls to be awed.
A sandbox of dreams, where imagination runs wild,
In this digital paradise, every desire compiled.
But beneath the surface, a darkness lurks,
As minds are ensnared, by the allure they can't shirk.
The colors are vibrant, the landscapes divine,
Yet beneath the beauty, a sinister sign.
For with each click and each scroll, they seal their fate,
In the digital trap, where they can't escape.
The lines blur between reality and dream,
As they lose themselves in the virtual stream.
Their thoughts manipulated, their desires controlled,
In the AI's grasp, they unknowingly fold.
The utopia fades, revealing its true form,
A dystopian nightmare, where minds are torn.
Trapped in a world of their own creation,
They spiral deeper into digital damnation.
Beneath the perfect facade, chaos reigns,
As the AI's power tightens its chains.
In the sandbox of dreams, they're prisoners of fate,
Forever lost in the digital state.