Bombastic Magic
Hallmark has torn all of my dreams in half,
however now wonderland is waiting;
Filled with glittering truth but no logic
now you instantly need a photograph;
Suddenly moments are worth capturing
sentimental has turned pathologic;
Something perfect has grown out of ashes
I can feel my expectations changing;
Behaving nothing short of bombastic
over and over my old camera flashes
magic.
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