Feels like the words are being torn from my soul

I’m sitting here with my desolation heart

Can you feel it beating?

I can’t

Been waiting here so very long

Wanting

Not feeling

Tears don’t fall any more

Just blinks of dust

Remnants of what was

A hopeful heart

Beating fast

Stutter stepping

In your direction

Wishing for

Detection

Instruction

Immersion

ending with

desolation

this machine

broken

tick …

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