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No Longer Functioning
I am broken, a disheveled caricature Of a fully functioning human.
I am broken, a disheveled caricature Of a fully functioning human.
The shadows lengthened Throughout the day Until there was a stillness Within the dark. A glimmer pierced the night. What was that?
Bouncing off of walls Very unsure Destiny’s child What the future hold. Shifting tide Under a full moon. Kept in the dark Goddess…Mother Holds all the keys What shall it be?
If I could be famous For just one day, I’d write you a novel Full of hope and love. I’d keep you close to my heart So you would be safe.