I don't ever think I've cried that hard.
You really made me think,
thank you.
It hurts like hell,
it really does.
Even now I fight them back.
It's not fair,
that this world is so beautiful.
The songs I hear seem to bring me to my knees.
While she fights with robots
and explains herself with every swift blow.
But maybe they were right,
about sleeping alone
and just visiting.
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