follow her follow
her doubled in greenlit
rooms,   golden bridges
possess her    /    she is possessed
of death: falling—.  in love again.

parked along the blurry perimeter
trying to skirt around the realm
of madness and red lights
prohibiting anyone who moves on curiosity
to investigate the ****** shades of sin
and a greenlit intention to sink
into the soulessness of the underground
we are all screaming
yet we don’t want you to listen
lest you be transfixed with what you hear
exchange a dollar for your dignity
to spend an infinity
reckless in chaos, cowering from the light

You're that failed movie in development hell
But I'm about to greenlit you
Today is your lucky day
And so is tomorrow
I took out the hollow
In your souls cadence.

Life is a series of moments, & moments past.
Every moment is a decision, & the impacts of our decisions usually last.
One feels special, One feels right.
I wake up Jekyll , go to sleep Mr. Hyde
It seems life never goes without a sense of irony.
A best friend, I’m greenlit when you’re eyeing Me.
Then you’re here & it’s a different style to say.
Didn’t know It was possible to feel close to someone 900 miles away.
I think the strange case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr Hyde didn’t even talk about the worse part.
Split personalities is bad, but two people shared one heart.
That’s the true horror story when they’re both special.
Back & Forth, Jekyll Jekyll, Hyde Hyde, Jekyll.