i'm still fractured from the fall
when your stuttered sputtered october words
left me waiting for terminal velocity
now choosing socks and eating breakfast is a chore
i'm still fractured from the fall
the worst part is, you were right
but burst deflated my biggest truth balloon
so now i lay on the floor
still attached to the string that once kept me from flying into the blue
just lay here
fractured
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