Split in half: Schuyler Van Alen (A Blue Bloods Poem)
I'm falling,
Spinning,
Calling,
Your name.
The lights,
The fame,
Am I,
The same.
Confusion,
Intrusion,
human real,
blue blood illusion.
My hearts been,
Shattered,
Broken,
Battered.
It's splitting,
It's quitting.
Not that it mattered.
Human.
Angel.
Split into two.
Am I red,
Or am I blue?
Spinning,
Calling,
Your name.
The lights,
The fame,
Am I,
The same.
Confusion,
Intrusion,
human real,
blue blood illusion.
My hearts been,
Shattered,
Broken,
Battered.
It's splitting,
It's quitting.
Not that it mattered.
Human.
Angel.
Split into two.
Am I red,
Or am I blue?
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