back&forth.

My parachute didn't open
and when my back up failed
the pixie dust prevailed
and i woke up next to you
all i wanted was to hold you

i was born in a city however small
it held a hospital
for location where i came into being
it was all down hill from there

what do you do
when your life's a disaster
and your moving faster
and its getting harder to breathe

what do you say
if some is right but
you disagree even if its the truth

i was told you are depressed
by a little bird
that was severely hurt
as it did not notice my window
it just flew wherever the wind blows
as it convulsed on the pavement
it whispered i am hated
your genetic flaws i said say it all
you cant decipher reflections form reality
but neither can i

i noticed neither can i

you are the circle
i am the square
i have the none cut
you have the cool hair
we both take showers
for almost an hour
but only once a week or two

- DECIPHER REFLECTIONS FROM REALITY
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