Words, Cast From Fingertips
Girl we went fragmentation because
Our thoughts couldn't garner more than
Bits as pieces; but, it never was, a fantasy ?
No Hollywood scripts nor Broadway plays these days....
Albeit Jekyll and Hyde could have mimicked my life: born upon
This wrong side of time ? Reaching into it's hat, with these empty hands
Eight years old again; racing down her ramp ? Are you alright ? Blood, dripping from my lips.
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