First, its the limps that went. Like a malfunctioning puppet.

Then, its the heart that went. I wondered where the heartbeat went.

So I’m left with nothing but raw emotions, and barely functioning logic and sanity that loosely stitched me together. Because, I still need to my job in order to survive this whole new world.

But I’m broken into pieces.

No logic. No rationale. No me.

I should have coped better but I no longer can or care to.


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