Metal Skin

Rummaging through what feels like wreckage there must be a heart. Limbs and parts unhusked to save the whole, only to find an empty shell. I did everything I could to keep going, to keep myself from falling apart, but I'm unraveled. What is next. Shift. Shed. Move.

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Anonymous

Feb 9, 2023 at 7:37am

I hear you on the move part.
Is everyone turing into zombie's ?
People don't seem to have a grasp on what's going on !
You know even if you stick your head into the sand things will still happen and someone is likely to shove a stick up your ass.
Open your eyes and speak!!!!!

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