phase: interrupted
it didn't work out
visions corrupted by a roundabout
when you're right about the one thing
and wrong about the rest
visions creep
from the opened chest
life interjected
by an offhand remark
safe but rejected by a blow from the dark
when you're right about the one thing
but wrong about it too
who are you to tell me
exactly what to do
safely allocated
to a place under the stairs
i am relocated outside of that affair
when you're right about the one thing
and wrong about the choice
emotions cling
to a quivering voice
PDM
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