Jigsaw pieces, memories, I recall living the dream. The tik of tok reverberating clock the glitter of the scene. Long night’s drawn into an early morning’s trap. Crystal vision, neon makeup, broken mirror dreams. UnHoly nights undead teens lingering in New York and Los Angeles. The bitter fruit of yesterday’s folly has left us naked and unfulfilled.
*(matthew bowers)* ~93
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