crash

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it comes in the form
of a whisper or a pinch
or a thought or a fake smile
that everyone thinks is real
when the eyes turn grey
and my systems shut down
my wires are fucked up
torn apart and tangled
but it's all behind an
uncracked screen
wiped clear of fingerprints
and no sign of hurt

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