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Clockwork
My heart started to beat like a metronome in my chest
And my limbs moved like clockwork throughout my day
I didn't need to eat or sleep
I felt nothing and thought nothing
Then I got a week off of work
My comfortable routine was ripped away
And my mother started feeding me
Trying to cover my newly exposed bones
Begging me to sleep
To get the blackness from around my eyes
To go outside for fresh air
And make my white cheeks pink again
And you came around and slowly
You reminded me of my humanity
With your kisses and your love
Your concern made me weep
For once crying felt good
It killed my numbness
And warmed my cold skin
It brought this automaton back to life
