Born To Die

May 29, 2013
By britneyf SILVER, Brooklyn, New York
britneyf SILVER, Brooklyn, New York
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My fingers run over his belly’s
Pale pink scars
Trying to figure out how to
Piece back together his broken
Porcelain pieces.
Trouble is

I can tell it has been attempted before
(By who?)
And the result is
Frankenstein’s beautiful monster
Lying in my arms, watching me through a
Thick summer haze.

Dead boy lost
Floating through the universe
The ultimate cosmic joke
Born to die, his fate written in the stars
But I don’t want to believe it.
Not yet. Not yet.

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