Rolling down hills like little kids.
Falling off bridges like jilted lovers. Gravity's angels fulfilling
their destinies. Imperfect lives connecting villains and heroes.
Knowing which is which is the trick. Smiling faces telling lies.
Angry threats speak the truth. Hearts hesitate then yield, at once
regretting a choice that was the only option. Daydreaming of gods
while trolling for fools. Walking down sidewalks at dusk avoiding the
eyes of strangers. Wanting a quiet one, knowing you need a loud one.
A flash of silver catches the eye. Loneliness shrieks in recognition
then runs away. The night finds you alone again.
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