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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Chest pounding like a wild horse Consoling my heart with a bunch of lies Before me lays a battlefield Disguised as a paradise… Nothing in mind, nothing to fear Making my move, the weight I bear Silence lingered, but they didn’t mind Lost in their own talk, my offer silently declined Pain suppressed: the agony of rejection My presence was realized Yet, the pain did stay. Their smile was endearing, But the radiance wasn’t directed my way. Our smiles stay fixed, but my heart was in shambles Taking my step back, my conscience trembles None shall realize, other than that girl amiss My presence wasn’t welcome, so I returned to my bliss… Standing by the doorway was an angel with a gentle smile, My sunshine, my cure, my cheery mistress She is mine and mine only. An enchantress and a tangled frustrated mess… She was my everything; my hope in despair A rescue from my quarantine, my only light in this nightmare Nobody can taint her; no mistakes, no flaws Her laughter was addicting; and only I could be the cause Passion overflowed: the obsession with fantasy No one could understand my love, for none really tried Tore it all apart, my love was forbidden Completely destroyed; my once magical land My carriage turned into a pumpkin, about to be ridden Never did she return, as I fell into chasm Nothing remained but life’s brutal sarcasm The solitude of my fate was decided; my end listed Remnants of the world I created: the world that never existed
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