Through the Fourth Wall

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Do you see me

the way I wish I could see you?

The one behind the pages.

The one with the view.


I'm trapped,

Forced to say words that aren't mine.

There's nothing I can do

But give you a sign.


See this page?

Page four hundred and ninety-two.

The words written,

Have been written for you.


I know I'm just a story,

But you know my life,

You know everything about me

So you're basically my wife.


I can't break the wall.

Trust me, I've tried.

Attempting to break the fourth wall,

was so hard I almost died.


I am nothing without you.

Only pitiful words scribbled down

Why even read it?

Spoiler: I've drowned.


There it is,

The End.

I'm trapped,

I'll never be your boyfriend.

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