Vincent Wong Poems

All of my dreams have been tossed into the illusion of perfection.
From the aspiring serenade of youth, my heart yearned for these beautiful lies.

Dragged by pride, I attempted to find some truth in fiction.
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We always told ourselves we’d be different,
you and I.
We always told ourselves that we
would go through life together,
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I can scarcely remember those days that I believed,
That I could be anything, with hard work, and dreams.
A time when I was gullible and so conceived,
That I wasn’t bound to reality and its mundane scenes.
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I wear an ivory mask so that everyone can see,
the lavender reality that I want to be.

But this fractured face is one for show,
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