.
She fell like light into my arms
from a burned out neon sky.
Confusion and wonder shot forth from her paint by number eyes.
We made our way through a city of stone,
with a leap of faith and jumping conclusions, where
continual crisis hides behind every smile.
The signs fall strangely despite the shackles and chains on the cooling cerebrum of society.
Where the greeters in the lobbys don't really mean hello,
and reasons are only born to habitual liars.
Discord of naked jealousy sails in on brutal lake effect winds, eroding the hands of rhyme, and time no longer matters.
The walls of the living are crumbling, tumbling...
She learned to walk and she ran away.
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