a ruined ending
She’s only a little bit insane
Fingerprints spread ink stains
Like an oil spill
Open wounds aren’t pretty
But they’re not meant to be
Except that’s what she was to me
Every momentary touch
Edging on the brink of disaster
We fall apart and fall out
The rose colored mirror shatters
Split ends, fair-weather friends
Hope chest of things she used to swear on like Gutenberg’s claim to fame
Beauty in the unknown
Stability in the insecurity
Schoolyard to crashed cars
Singularity within infinity
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