Oh I don't want to fall in these traps created by the mind,
Oh it seemed as if the world began to revolve around one person,
Oh I don't want to push away, oh I don't want to move away,
All I want is to get back what was it, This fantasy will cost me a lot,
Oh lord! save me from loosing myself into this fantasy, this fantasy isn't worthwhile cause it isn't real,
But how sad it is, when someone knows their worth but still want to push themselves in the graveyard,
Oh how cruel is it of me to not to do justice by setting it free,
Oh how cruel is it of my mind to not to get over that fantasy,
How long will this pattern of hopeless ath will go,
Oh I'm trying so hard but every time I find myself on that same page,
Tell me about the places inside my head where I can escape these thoughts,
Oh this fantasizing journey had been so long but now I want to get over it!
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Tales Of Hopeless Romantics: Imperfect Poetic Journey Of Love And Life
Poetry"My love was as cruel as my nightmares, and it was as beautiful as my daydream, which never dare to turn itself into reality, neither did it ever ended like a daydream, the agony kept hanging me like that of half hope, the hope kept hanging me like...
