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Once upon a time, i had hope for you.

It was almost a fairytale right at the start.

I was stuck, alone, in a high tower.

With nothing but my own

thoughts and fears.

I was pacing, and tracing

back and forth.

one moment to the next,

it never stopped.

You approached me alone,

unafraid,

weilding your sword and magic tricks.

I was amused by your antics

i only wanted more.

you brought your ladder

and laid upon my high tower

wishing for me to reach out,

i was so close yet you were

untouchable.

a fingertip away from the

inevitable.

you climbed and brought me closer

we were one step away from becoming lost together.

our very own happily ever after.

you could sense that i was

terrified by your demons

They followed you everywhere

and never gave you reason.

Your were a fingertip away

from saving me, from myself.

But your demons clawed holes through your eyes,

clouded your judgement,

and seperated your lies.

i couldnt believe the sight i had seen.

your demons tore rips

through our fairytale blitz.

you let them get to you, and hurt me.

they pulled you down,

and pulled you deeper.

down the steep ladder,

of my high tower.

you fell to the ground,

with a much dreaded shudder.

i could see you bleeding

all your pain and misery,

feeding the demons that brought you close to me.

i stood there enclosed within

my safe, secure, haven

and wondered if you would ever

stop breathing.

i am stuck inside my tower,

full of thoughts and fears.

waiting for you to come back

and rekindle my spirits

you will return in time

you are my last living hope

in mankind.

i need the comfort,

the thrills.

i await your return to me heels.

one day you will

escape all of your demons

and finally rescue me from my prison.

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Written by
thegirl
Canadian
Published
Jun 25, 2010
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