Freckled boy
Fearless and full of wonder of the world
Doomed to be killed like a cat that had to much curiosity


Pitty the Fire haired girl
Many faces but buried underneath products
To young to knows the shattered mirror on your floor felt the weight of your beauty if only for a moment



Poor blue eyed boy
Stepped on every crack, playin hopscotch on the side walk near by the dock while the doctors broke the news his mother wouldn’t ever hop again