assassinations and suicides
I’ve been lost so many times
it’s a wonder I’m still here
inconsistently running away
only to return to mixed reviews
do not put much faith in open arms
they’re a far cry from open minds
let alone open hearts
I’ve long lost count of shady characters
played on screen and in real-time
stealing my past lives and
replacing them as their own
july two thousand eighteen
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