Illusions

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We all have that one thing that saved us.

May it be love or lust.

May it be fire and smoke.

Whatever doesn't let us choke.

My poison was the outside world.

I lost myself in a fantasy world.

Got tangled with the dreams of fantasy.

Drinking it's sweet ecstasy.

I wanted them to save me, take me away.

Somewhere comfortable to lay.

I was drowning in blissful illusion.

Wanting the beautiful conclusion.

Save me from this sinful illusion.

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