Brit Reed
Irving, Texas, United States
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Brit ReedAnd More.
And More.
By Brit Reed
Skin and bones
And the wail of sirens as they passed beside us;
I didn’t care.
The Night was blessed by the music rolling off the city.
Beat-batta-beat-batta-boom!
I danced around you for years
Only letting suddel whispers escape my lips.
But I’m no better than anyone else;
I’m a well-intended piece of shit
And I will try, try again to get this thing right.
Here I am. Remember me for who I am.
Remember you for who you are.
Cross the sea to a broken path called earth.
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