Nothing Lucky enough,

Every year down the dance floor

Still cutting hair, lost.

Her eyesight, stripe up

Never failed.

He would break it.

The bad,

Every sin,

Every secret,

Every scab.

People never bothered to leave

Never came back

Five minutes after

Gone.

I fell in love

Within the cracks of uneven sidewalks.

In plain sight, things happened,

Impossible altering things.

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