She said I cannot
Help it
It was not my fault
But if she saw my fallen
Fate at the fault-line
Between us
She evidently would have
Thought otherwise
Fought my feelings in
That era
Forget her
Forget that girl
Her fantasy
In my dreams
I adored
And forget
For they faded
Never fall for a
Fantasy
She will kill you
Burden reality
I made that mistake
Regret this recollection
To rebuild myself
I stand and strive alone
The elite of my
Achievement
Legacy I shall leave
For the strongest
Individual
Blood on the hands
Of the pure fool
Who falls
For the fantasy
Hidden away from their
Reality
For they can help it
They can save
Their reality
If they fail to
Follow
A hurricane's hellish
Fantasy.
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Threads Deep Within
PoetryMore poetry since the other one reached limit of parts! Book 1 is "Heartfelt Messages, or Something Like That". This is book 2. Thank you! 7/18/21-8/22/22
