I so enjoyed writing when I was a kid, but as I got older the world decided to stand in the way of my passion. Well not anymore. I wont let anything stand in my way again, life is too short and capable of being so wonderful that it would be a crime to not follow your passions.
My reality I had thought
Was true and forever real
Has been stripped away
And allowed you my heart to steal
...
I remember a time of happiness
When you told me that you cared
But you shattered my heart to pieces
Not an inch of it was spared
...
As I sit in this prison
Alone once again
No one here to comfort me
Solitude my only friend
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