" Hymn of Hurt"

Reaping disconnect as I re-connect myself...

Since there's nothing else, I'm recollecting pieces off grounds..while questioning the loud sounds..of attempt. drawing so many stage falls, the applause calls..for a walk with a limp. now required a Cain to face being dis-Abel with an -ed at the end. Huh,be careful whom you trust enough to call friend! Reality speaks like labels..silencing all myths & fables...that once softly cradled me sweetly to sleep.awakened so presently, " kiddy overlooks" no longer have the faith to " leapfrog" across this sea of pain..with the wonderful washes of the rain... as if my being so matters NOT? I AM VERY MUCH HUMAN OR HAVE YOU FORGOT? Please don't bother to answer my rhetoric since it's bound to rupture a bigger split. in my heart. Quite brittle, as the silly riddles no longer seem cutely coincidental..so riddle me this:

If I kept Facebook, would you then _____ to share?

IF I got a Twitter, would you _____ me there?

If Instagram perished, would you then be ready to get the _________?

If darkness ruled, would you then fix the light _______?

I know it's ALOT so don't reply ALL at one time

Just call back when " BUSY" is absent from the reading line------

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