Pathways blocked, senses docked
Waiting for the truth to start.
Hair bobbed
Eyes Chinese
Face of porcelain.
Do you change and rearrange?
Does history give you extra beauty?
Paths are started, ways divided -
What could have happened to you?
A scientist? An architect? A friend? A mother?
DNA unlike another.
Fluid memories, out of reach
Dreams of wading, drowning, screaming
Bullied by the odd surroundings:
I craved the obliteration you were granted
And remembered for.
She turned and smiled
She stayed and played -
The memory fades, the memories change
I am adrift, unguided, and the fragments crave some familiar glue.
Waiting for the truth to start.
Hair bobbed
Eyes Chinese
Face of porcelain.
Do you change and rearrange?
Does history give you extra beauty?
Paths are started, ways divided -
What could have happened to you?
A scientist? An architect? A friend? A mother?
DNA unlike another.
Fluid memories, out of reach
Dreams of wading, drowning, screaming
Bullied by the odd surroundings:
I craved the obliteration you were granted
And remembered for.
She turned and smiled
She stayed and played -
The memory fades, the memories change
I am adrift, unguided, and the fragments crave some familiar glue.
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