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The poem I never gave you
You crept into my nightmare and I
thought you made it a dream come
true
my fantasy and reality become
entangled when I think of you
Reality:i gave you my heart and you
said you wouldn't hurt it
I sat threw the pain cuz I thought
you were worth it
But in my fantasy I made you
perfect
Reality: when I decided that to my
life you would be fundamental
Is the same time you decided that
your feelings for me were accidental
And not letting you go has proven to
be consequential
But in my fantasy I'm the lyrics to
your instrumental
Reality:ill watch you downward
spiral thinkin you can do this by
yourself
You think that if you grind hard
enough you won't need nobody else
But in my fantasy when you become
over whelmed you ask for my help
Reality:you broke my heart my soul
and my sanity
Your harsher than the worse kind of
profanity
But in my fantasy, you've never
done anything to insult my vanity
Reality: I sign every piece of art with
( to: Napua. From: Lati (the one you
broke)
But in my fantasy your worth more
than the kush I smoke
And I'm more important than the
last words you spoke
Reality: ill be here when you decide
that you need love
Ill be around when no one else gives
a fuck
But in my fantasy, us letting go is
something we don't speak of.
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