They reach out to touch the broken
Breaking fingers
In between
You leap across the great divide
Tripping on love
In between
Scientists and anarchists walk down in the rain
We hold the red umbrella
In between
The statue shines bright beneath the moon
Missing a name
In between
And as I leap and trip on the way back down
The red umbrella snaps shut on your fingers
They bleed golden
Author notes
First one I wrote online here. Not sure what it means
What the hell is this?
Comments
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I wish you could explain it to me 'cause I don't really understand it either. :-)

