I had hoped so much that it was all inside my head only. I do not know why. Or why me. Or why can not forget.

Or why I feel so wrong, I am not bad and dirty, am I ? I can still feel those hands, those…live. Or how to be good and right and clean. Or how to pickup all my parts and put me together all over again.

But same of my parts are no more and I have no spare parts, no spare parts… but some of my parts are no more and I have no spare parts…

Do you?