In my new form, understanding is inert, Silenced screams, in a dark room I see a rotting heart when I touch it I feel like a virus that longs to feed on light to live, the motive and reason are hidden in the fog my memory is cloudy , past, present and future burn me with anxiety, reality has become empty, I am waiting for a flame.
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In my new form, understanding is inert, Silenced screams, in a dark room I see a rotting heart when I touch it I feel like a virus that longs to feed on light to live, the motive and reason are hidden in the fog my memory is cloudy , past, present and future burn me with anxiety, reality has become empty, I am waiting for a flame.