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I’m damaged and no good

My value has dropped

A great misfortune, misunderstood

I’m no ones prized possession

I’m without

I’m a story that’s all ready told

No longer a valid obsession

My batteries have ran out

But I can still run.

I could be loving and affectionate

But my work is done

My lovers in a the grave

I fell into the pit after him

But my heart was rejected

With an honest loyalty

I am infected

Evil was not enough

So I set myself on fire

And I awake charred in the loving hands of my sire.