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Aug 2018
Count up all your shattered memories.
Yes, they are all your forgotten, buried enemies.
If you regain them, what will you begin to chant?
If you regain them, what will you answer to what you'll be asked?

Think up another fairy land,
but please, make sure to not make it just as bland.
And once it's over, become lost in the deep dark woods.
Nowhere to hide,
nowhere in sight,
there isn't anything good in your mind.

Cast some mysterious magic,
put on a sullied dress.
If you cry sweet tasting tears,
everything will become a lie.

Forgetting all the dreams, and memories you were looking for.
In your head, it's just like a war.
Offense, countered by self-defense.
D-sxPpxaRiNg xvEnt-s.

Think up another child's play,
Just like every other day.
And when it ends, become lost in the long night...
Again, you can't do anything right!
You should just leave,
Might as well, your future isn't very bright.

Cast some magic words,
without covering them up with social pretext.
Just cry sweet tasting tears,
and transform everything into sound.
(Just scream out already, if you don’t show you’re in pain, no one will know it’s there.)

Everything will become a lie.

Cast some mysterious magic.
"Please, fix me", oh, how tragic.
"Please, take me away from here!"
Don't worry, the end is near.
Show me your sullied dreams.
There's no one that intervenes.
Close your eyes, this will all become a fairy tail.

Spilling over to my wonderland!
But to my surprise, on the other hand...
The life I known simply ended up being just a dream.
If you die... You’ll end up in your own fairy tail... Right?
Written by
Nathan Alexander  17/M
(17/M)   
722
   From Jess's Lips
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