when in theatre

my baby wants his fair redemption.
he's been caught up in infatuation.
but it wasn't the love.
and even if there was a bit of tension,
all that's left is a disconnection,
and, he thinks it's enough.

i'll recall his looks when in theatre,
smelling blood, wound, bandage and leather.
or was it just a movie?
his regrets might get  a bit regreter,
he makes faces when reads the letter,
but inside he feels a little fooly.


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