All I hear are strokes of a keyboard

Strokes that got me so wound I’ve been floored

All I see is a mind that’s bigger than life

Mind that brings me both pleasure and strife;

There’s not a moment that I don’t seek

To find that thing that’ll make you weak,

Instead I plan my own demise

Transforming a fool into the wise;

There’s not a space my heart won’t beat

For the moment your lips will briefly meet

And there’s not a word I wouldn’t be

Even if I had to be the stroke of your key

And there’s not one sacrifice I wouldn’t make

Just to hear you typing again as I wake…

Behold a heart, a soul and my fear

Take it all and code it into a sphere

make the world reborn once again

re-write a version where we’re all sane.


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