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Melting at the seams
when they were putting om their costumes
delusions of grandeur
impacting overrides your harnessed
opening scene
She fills her soul
with pieces of fragile
tasting far beyond
your habitual
Desperately you're trying hard
but your face has fallen
culminating in the yard
you're balancing on the back wall
