I Read A Poem Once

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Im not really sure where this is going or if it is going anywhere at all. I needed a story I needed something in order to keep my mind off the reality and I couldn't think of anything. There was nothing else in my head, besides the real world. No imaginary worlds to put onto
paper and fall into. No exquisite words or heartfelt love stories. Just the truth. The cold hard truth of this world, my world. I'm warning you right now, it's not pretty. My world is not filled with rainbows and butterflies and lovely things. There is no reprieve. No knight in shining armor coming to save you from the dragon about to eat your head. You are the dragon. You are the one who is about to take the life of the princess, no matter how much you don't want to you can't stop it. That is my world. I am the dragon. You are the dragon. Not a real dragon of course, but a metaphorical one. A real one would be much cooler. With wings and scales and the ability to breathe fire. Maybe then taking the life of the princess wouldn't be so bad. Or maybe not. Who knows. Deffinitly not me. Maybe you might know. By the end of this you'll come back to all of these questions and laugh at their simplicity but I don't know. There are many things I don't know by maybe that's life

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⏰ Last updated: May 06, 2020 ⏰

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