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[neveranynames]

Fictitious Fate

Moving slowly because the angels told me so

I tried to feel my way down the glass staircase

but the angels let me go

I visited my memories

Caged rusted and ragged

Still not too old

My pedal to the floor like my brakes didn't feel me knocking

The weather didn't seem like the weather usually does when I dream

Dreams are uncommon

My mind didn't race that night

I let my heart do the thinking

I rode my lonely soul down the road to what I thought would be

I looked at my phone and began to dial

I figured my love would answer if she loved me

My life flashed before my eyes before your lips began to speak more

I need more

God bless the Melanin in her bones