History
Shattered, but still beating,
It is locked away to heal.
Functioning without meaning has become the norm in this God forsaken hell hole.
Love became life, and in turn created a universe.
Where gravity moved central to everything personal.
Life became love, fearing solitude and darkness
and a notion of hope is destroyed for basic human need.
Shattered, but still beating,
It is locked away to heal.
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