I painted an illusion for us,
Fabricating a world where both our dreams came true
And we were together.
The paint chipped and cracked in time,
Worn away with the weather which beat down from the skies.
My picture perfect portrait was destroyed,
And so were we.
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Poetry*20 in writersnetwork* Here I share, My love for words. Enter deep in my realm, Where poems dwell. Once you start, you cannot stop, For magic lurks in every spot.
