I'm afraid, that all of this will fall away and leave me nowhere.
The impulse drained follows a curtain fall, and life begins eluding.
Calling stars, the infinite holds the key, to life in perpetuity.
Death is simple, inevitable yet hard to accept.
When the machine, void of gleam, runs its program out.
And the prelude, carried out binary breath.
In and out , into doubt, death runs beyond the code we know.
For all time, for all I know. I suspect, theres nothing waiting.
With all time, what is the purpose of, machines ever breaking.
My new soul, what is the value of, new flesh i'll only waste it.
My new soul, is heavier than the old without the pain & baggage.
Take these memories, cut & paste them, break them out.
Out of my head, beyond death, whether the rest is human or not.
Tell me a story, tell me why this fear is acute.
Black forever, black was never, black til the server corrupts.
No time worth saving.
I'm afraid, that all of this will fall away and leave me nowhere.
The impulse drained follows a curtain fall, and life begins eluding.
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