I need a new one, this body has grown insufficient
Its emotions have grown to be so soft and its heart is decaying into a lump f coal and nothingness of hollow black.
Its organs have been pumping viruse infused blood that could bring down a mans kingdom it need be.
Its tears have made crevices on my face that have darkened and have been made permanent
Why is this virus called life pulsating inside me, and causing my heart to shrivel into nothing and break into dust of speckled tiny virus to be spread to everyone else
My heart is in its final battle
One it does not want to even fight but the mindless creatures in this world insist that i keep fighting
I need a new one, this body has grown insufficient
Its fight is not as bright at it once was because the virus of life has made it weak and worthless.
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