Fantasy

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I was a monster,
But you came and changed me.
I am now a beautiful beast,
But that was wrong.

Every thing is all wrong,
I came to my sense
When I saw you dying,
I didn't move nor call for help.

I just stared at you,
And that moment,
I realized I am really a monster.

I made you do the things
You can't do.
You even loved me,
But I can't love you
The way you loved me.

Every thing is just your fantasy,
A beautiful fantasy.
An imagination
that's beyond your limit.

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