plastic coated heart

the grammar is wrong on purpose

inisde the nothing

the heat of cold radiates

the sin of imperfection permeates

taken all i can taken

in my plastic coated heart

i feel a ^tear

i feel it          torn

i feel it begin to turn

something of the nothing new

a moment of pure monotonous

i moment of pure revlatation

its breaking. its growing.

i am the changing

i am the new born of something old

i smell moldy

yet the flowers are in bloom

upon my broken hearted chest