Seven hundred and sixty four
Has captured
your soul
Your voice
Your body
Your fear
And anger
Recorded
Stored
And
Kept
Like
throphies
Your sleep
Has rotted
Your voice
Grew smaller
Your body
Gone thinner
Your name
Becomes data
In
Their
Files
Youre stuck
You cannot stop
You cannot escape
But to them
You are
Only
A
****
Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 3:06 PM UTC
Seven hundred and sixty four
Has captured
your soul
Your voice
Your body
Your fear
And anger
Recorded
Stored
And
Kept
Like
throphies
Your sleep
Has rotted
Your voice
Grew smaller
Your body
Gone thinner
Your name
Becomes data
In
Their
Files
Youre stuck
You cannot stop
You cannot escape
But to them
You are
Only
A
****
