built in from past errors
made
by the characters I befriend in novels.
Long and a long stride to match
given to me by the
hands
of God.
An over analytical mind
scanning over faces and emotion
longing
to know the stories and the feelings.
Where will this world lead
the bubble I was made in
pops
and I stop my shiny ascent.
And fall back down.
down.
To where earth is shattered.
It may be shattered here, but it is truth, and that is beautiful
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