Hit a stride at a regular life
shaking hands and saying
hello to anyone with a smile
Darker souls have infected
my fear turning quicker than
turbines of jets, my circuits
exposed, burns ignored
I'm slipping away and
don't have a grip to start
stranded without a signal
I could send to the stars
All alone in this abyss
where the echoes play
and the shadows bend
to the sounds of the
bleeding intestines of
my holiest keeper
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