The Computers Stopped Exchanging Information And Started Sharing Stories...Then They Kissed

I can't speak without the words; spilling.
So hold this night please tell me now; its spreading.

Oh no, daylight

You are almost gone, the lights come on too soon.

I'll stay in the hole around your voice; but while you still can tell me please just sound it out.
Oh no, daylight (an empty line an open end)

You are gone, become someone from before.

Now you are not you anymore.
Not again.