Magic
Was in the air
That night we danced.
Immersed in your presence
I finally felt
At home.
I craved nothing more
Than to capture it.
That moment,
That feeling,
That peace.
A fantasy
Come to life,
The tale
Of a duchess
And her prince.
But in the end
Every star must die,
Every song must end,
And we are faced
With reality.
I guess
Not all stories
Have happy endings,
And not all princesses
Live happily ever after.
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{e.o}
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The Lost Get Found Poetry
Poetry"Poetry is what happens when for a moment the mind stops working, and all we do is feel" Poetry is my expression. My escape. My therapy. These are works that I have compiled. Some are happy, some are sad, all are 100% pure.
