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CHOICE
"Can you hear me?"
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
(Line cuts)
I'm here...
Yet my lips are short of words,
Gasping for second chance,
As I flip through the shredded pages of my mind.
Choices are at owner's risk,
Like a manual without instructions,
Just sketches of dots and lines,
Falling in and out of place.
You only live once,
But these hurdles won't let me breathe,
In these series of near miss.
© Dazzyella
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
(Line cuts)
I'm here...
Yet my lips are short of words,
Gasping for second chance,
As I flip through the shredded pages of my mind.
Choices are at owner's risk,
Like a manual without instructions,
Just sketches of dots and lines,
Falling in and out of place.
You only live once,
But these hurdles won't let me breathe,
In these series of near miss.
© Dazzyella
