FakeA Poem by Ua
Spine is broken, right behind the heart.
It bleeds down my back like a run on sentence that is clinging to a life story. But only if... You always..... This is how.... Any utterence will sound the dark bells that deliver the same message. You are not.... Tight grasps around nothing as it gets ripped from the hands. Let go... It was never yours, and will never be. Give back the marionette stolen in the night. To be real no more. © 2017 UaReviews
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