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broken porcelain doll parts
sewn into patterns like my heart
seeping thick through floors
slathered like blood on my doors

like lamp glow at midnight
eyes open wide in fright
searching for outlines
fixed like these binds

blue water's edge, a moon
a lonely child that croons
sings the sweet and sickening sound
slips me a flower, for fragile and found

your blinding sight releases
something critical increases
something chemical inside
though i'd claim it for a lie

"the sky is bleeding, sinking,"
she said so softly, thinking
"blots of crimson, droplets of red"
sick in the head, the doctors said

the blinds only let through
the streams of green and blue
signs of yesterday, screaming
senses aching, her body seizing

find the cure and fight
or take what's rightfully mine
open your black mouth, pout
spilling out emptyness, doubt

"nothing is gray here,"
he said so very clear.
"everything rainbow perfection,
all i need is a little protection"

insomniacs crawl like insects
in heat, in a daze of infest
but if i crack the door tonight
will you just sing to me 'til light?

here is tomorrow
minus the sorrow
running barefoot, i wish to follow
just don't leave me here, so damn hollow