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Haley Bennett Instagram – To share the same screen with the legend that is CATE 💥 @borderlandsfilm

Haley Bennett Instagram - To share the same screen with the legend that is CATE 💥 @borderlandsfilm

Haley Bennett Instagram – To share the same screen with the legend that is CATE 💥 @borderlandsfilm | Posted on 01/Mar/2024 22:15:47

Haley Bennett Instagram – “What is Borderlands Hiding” 🥸🧐😂🤫

“I care because I love her work in a lot of movies, but I’m an outlier. I consider Bennett to be one of the unluckiest working actors today. I’m a big fan of hers, but few casual moviegoers have heard of her or would even recognise her, and it feels like Borderlands keeping her as a surprise package is a continuation of her failing to get any real recognition.”

I see you The Gamer 👍🏻 

I loved working with @EliRoth and Team @Borderlands.  I hope you dig my lil’ contribution in this epic, flat gonzo world Eli created. To grace the screen with this talent, not least Cate, was pretty 🤩
Haley Bennett Instagram – A poem I wrote, I want to share with you, now, entitled Lullaby Birdie.

I buried the songstress in me 
that defenceless birdie. 
The lullabies I sang
became tattered,
muddied, soiled in black,
time passed, 
I lost my wings. 
My grandaddy, 
befofe we lay him down to rest, 
he told me
“don’t keep everything, so close to the vest. 
Use your voice, do your best”.
I remember, that December, 
long ago. 
I sang “so long, so long, 
the last gentleman I’ll ever know.” 
As God as your witness, 
heaven from up there 
you must’ve seen my soul 
as it suffered and deadened. 
Caged with shame, 
battered to bruised, 
nothing to see or hear
the cry of another forgotten muse. 
Granddaddy, i’ve been silently sobbing, “your little birdie never took flight” 
I felt your hands on me, Yesterday
“you are good, you’re are safe 
don’t let your voice, go to waste
your songs will mend the hearts of children”
“Which ones, grand daddy” a voice from within. 
“which children? the child within me? 
The child in them?
I’ve seen so much, I know too much
and worse, i’ve committed sin. 
my heart, it’s been crushed
where would I begin?” 
He replied “We are all sinners, hypocrites”
Then appeared the shape of an instrument. 
A violin…A sitar…
No, just that simple man’s old guitar
His voice replied, “I’ve removed its tar, replaced it with the moon and the stars.”
Northern light, weary travellers delight, 
colours danced-the sky-
land beneath my feet, she began to weep. 
“I am fertile, destined to grow
Sow your your seeds, nourish me. 
Use your voice, never for profit. 
Your instrument is a tonic, it will lend. 
To the child in you, to the child in them. 
Sing,little birdie, if only just a lullaby. 

Halo

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