..!Pretty Poems?..
Pretty poems, like colourful crayons
In the eyes of a child; escaping ~
The realities of it all....
These words, these fantasies; these vapours?!
In this world as we know it
A place of risen dust....
Always returning unto its emptiness
That can never be filled, with pretty poems!?
Pretty flowers and before you know it
Their illusion, has withered away....
And still your left, with another day
A day in the valley of sorrows void
Of happiness; unless?!
Happiness is what you count as a breath
And then you gasp; choking upon the truth
The truth, the truth of it all....
Pretty poems, pretty, pretty; “Reality”
These words, these dreams, these fantasies ~
Pretty, if never could you see; pretty poems
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How pretty, can they be!?
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