Escape

A spoken word poetry by @notantman (aka. Me). Do not steal!!

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Escape
Was my only option
From this lonely judgmental place
Called "The Modern Era."

Escape
While I'm in the deep blue ocean
In an unknown chase
After being a forgotten foraminifera.

Escape
To an old place full of caution
Dangerously enough to be a case
Of a fantasy era.

Escape
Knowing that I cannot love but is an option,
But how can I be entitled to an heart-warming embrace
Knowing that I cannot be Vera.

Escape
When I am loved but I put myself in an auction,
Here to replace
A fallen hope of mascara.

Escape
To the eyes of nostalgia full of vanished toxin,
A mountain of medals of grace,
And a land where I wish to meet you in the fresh breeze of Riviera.

Escape
To emptiness of a longing option
To wait in patience knowing I cannot face
Afraid of a denial in an area.

Escape
Now bound to be a person which is not an option,
And for you my grace,
Who have made the egg of my freed wings away from a secluded area.

Escape
For you: my option;
A home: your nostalgic help to hone in a warm place;
A tale: to live, love, and laugh about, of an era.

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