he twirls in his room with a cape around his neck
and zooms from wall to wall in his room
bathed in a cerulean dolphin night light.
around and around he twirls and giggles
and suddenly falls from his plight
and hits the floor with a loud crack.
the room paints red now but his friends still
smile and they vanish when footsteps arrive-
but he grins knowing he will leave
and join them
and befriend tender souls
that are corrupted and dark as his.
and that's how she found him.
her imaginary friend,
her little boy blue.
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i once had an imaginary friend that morphed into a rock...so...
his name was rockie. ik, pretty cool name.
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{ 光 } ━ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝟣𝟩𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 ( fin )
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