Vindicate My Purple Haze – Unhinged Poem

Shadows on a street that has no name, glitter gliding through the snow of memories, forged in what now sounds like a fairytale, figures dancing, blood congealing where it falls, tomorrow is your day to shine, while mine was a yesterday long forgotten, changed by a today locked inside….

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