The Degradation of a Human in General
selective vision
sees what needs to be seen.
no consoling lips to kiss the cheek
and make it clean.
robot programmed
through necessity.
set to simmer, tried to fit
a pointless recipe.
...No emotion, No revultion
No heartbeat, just a pulse.
Resonating echo
of the Crushing sound of dusk...
hearts are breaking.
knees are shaking.
said a thousand words
with just a single touch.
realizing.
the esscence of nothing.
never knew that heads and hearts
could hurt that much.
might be this time...
might be next time...
might be the last time...
but it sure ain't the first time.
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