2 People
They once walked as one
Hand in hand
Without a care in the world
It was nice there
It was cozy
No need to worry.
But time isn't favorable
These two people no longer walked as one
They split off
They crossed the fine line of reality and dreams.
These two people were one.
Just from different universes
One was fiction
One was reality.
Time does not cater to dreams
Dreams are dead with time.
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My Poetry
PoetryMost of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them I'm a 17 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :] (Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)
