Did your world meet ours?
Have they found a way to coenciede.
Did they meet and combine or did they simply collide.
I didn't think it would fit,
Your world of plastic dreams...
Those incongruous smiles,
That petty pleather bag of emotions.
Have you gone too far?
Did you sink too deep,
or is it that you've climbed too high?
Maybe but I guess I'll never know...
Unless your world meets mine.
...I don't think coinciede is a word.
It is now.