A new beginning
I lost my self in fairytales and magic
but I am 18 years too old for that
but I as I build this castle from broken memories and lost dreams-
but as I
b
m
i
l
c
the spiral staircases
I pray the walls
do not crumble
but as the castle shivers and shakes
I pray that soon I will find the peace and magic
I have been searching for all my life
but as I climb to the last floor i put all the broken glass back together
as best I can hoping there is still something to be saves
guess what...
there's not...
it's all gone
because when you left
so did I
perhaps...
it is my own fault
for expecting
either
to
stay...
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