her words are written in the form of her nemesis...liquid.
gushing, fiercly vomitting into puddles
emerging into charm and wit
innocently walking into the green room
that vividly pierces through her fuccias and blues
obvious to expose her intricately protected circuits
her faith in logic and rationale broken
experience
ex-pe-ri-ence...
ex
pe
ri
ence....
dissipating to a whisper of metal smoke
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