I close the book, Finished, all done.
My only escape from reality, with the story that gave me immortality.
Tears fall, heartaches, pain from what has ended.
400 pages filled with all sorts of phrases, words, and places.
Happiness, anger, and sadness feelings that left me standing.
A tale I read with detail, soon to be only a memory, remember me.
I opened a book, started, all ready!☽ ☽ ☽
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𝙱𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕
Poetry꧁•⊹٭𝙿𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢٭⊹•꧂ "𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚔𝚢" 𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢. 𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚂𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗�...