Letters from the Arbiter

She said to me "I'm running"
"My floruit, censored, brought me to my knees."
She said to me "I'm leaving"
Extant memories of counting "nevers" never seemed to be

So I surrender!!
Im sorry I let you down, I am
But it makes me tired mistaking everything that I am
So I surrender to your will

She said to me "you're dying"
And I'm the antigen that brought you to your knees
She said to me it will be over soon
This system you pocess will soon die from your idiocracy

So I surrender!!
I'm sorry you let me down, I am
But it made me weaker, taking everything that I am
More than ever I've fallen into your hands, I have

Angels of the commoner
These letters from the Arbiter are begging us to say
Don't go away

Be good to yourself X4