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Once upon a time.
A boy humbly held his heart in his hands
only to be broken and left behind.Once upon a dream.
A girl met a boy who cried tears of gold,
she wished to ease his pain but they're worlds apart.Everyday he cried
and she never left his side.Once a greater being spoke to her,
"If you had a wish, what would it be?"The girl filled with love and hope said,
"Allow him to see me."And the barrier between their worlds fell
and the boy could see her
clear like the skies
no longer invisible.
But, his cries grew louder.
Despite her efforts,
the love she willingly gave
wasn't enough to heal his heart.And with time,
She slowly ran out of magic.
Her love that used to be so warm,
fulfilling
and inviting,
grew cold and lifeless.Her magic died, not because she didn't love him anymore,
but because, even with magic
so powerful, intoxicating,
beautiful and alive,
she could not stop the pain he felt.So, she just sat with him
and quietly held his hand.Because, she isn't the girl he loves.
And that is something she could never fix.
Not even with her magic.↞•↠
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PoetryWords are like water in the midst of a dessert that is our cruel world.