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tear fall onto the floor; it passes me...& when it descends, i ask why does it have to be so glittery? freeze that frame so you can come & find me; its your turn. must we hide who we are beneath cloudy veils (what we become) it needs to be a photogenic memory. answers unquestioned things take place just because. laugh & run through it all until you get a scraped knee; my turn. i shattered & spilled the glass i filled up with you. ripping my hair out; cant stand you (there you are). cant love you, cant hate you. too many words i have said..."8-9-10, ready or not here i come."
you`re it.
it is your turn.