Do not ever forget the little child residing in your delicate heart. She is a fairy in life that is so smart. She has wings which enable her to fly and see the wondrous things in bliss make her cry. She glows with the aura that is fit with you and never lets anger to seep thru.



The glitches become too apparent,
and the blackouts become concurrent.
There she stands alone,
with confusion on the throne.

The wires cannot connect,
and consistence is a speck.
The errors end up domestic,
and the codes are too cryptic.

There is no connection,
and she ends up in isolation.
The façade shows up brand new,
yet subliminal text is on queue.

The waiting becomes real,
to the plugs waiting to fill.
When this ends up being cut,
then she fades in just one shot.


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