Her knight in shining armor
Both a captor and her dream
He stood beside her bed
Until the final end
Both a captor and her dream
Fulfilling her every need
While taking all her banter
Only caring for what matters
He stood beside her bed
Frustrated by her every whim
He married her alone
He never really wanted this throne
Until the very end
He complained of her irritating quirks
Finally realizing his love was gone
He broke down finally alone
Bright smiling faces gather around a brimming tree
Counting down days until gifts are exchanged
Telling stories and tales from the distant seas
Dreaming things up and making them matter
Everyone was there all gathered in a row
Fishing through the packages for others
Try to find their own
Every dream was fulfilled as each face soon stood still
I don't want to wake up
Or even to cry.
I don't want to face death
Or especially to die.
But every night I am there,
At Hell's pearly gates,
Listening to someone say,
"Oh boy, wasn't that great."
The way is different
Each time I see
The end is near;
I finally know the fee.
First time it was simple
Like Grandmother went
In a bed with my family
All folded and bent.
Later more details came
As another relative met
Her fate in an odd way-
Falling off the toilet.
Through the years I've hung,
Fallen, burned, poisened,and drown
But now I can't
Wake up with a frown.
After the end has draw near
For so many dimes,
There
The book opens
Reality is shoved to the back of a mind
The saga begins with one as that character is developed
Then unexpectedly two more join
A plot is polished into existence
A race against time
The three stays as one while choices are made
Some agree while others just simply follow so as not to be left behind
The journey is on as an opposing evil is created
Questioning the limits of reality with the one's knowledge of truth
Twisting lies to ruin them all
But then again is it truly a friend or foe
Everything is turned upside-down when the truth of all is finally found
Rights are returned and dreams are found
As a new home is s
One and Only Chance
"Hello," King greets her, his princess.
"Oh, hi." She looks up.
He followed her for over two weeks making sure she was the right one. He watched her sit on her favorite bench in the park, studying. She lived at the library when she wasn't in class, too. She went to a beauty school. Her favorite place to go for lunch was Subway.
"Mind if I sit here." He looks like another business man.
"No, not at all." She goes back to the books.
She loves me. I know it. His thoughts race to her on his arm and their first pot
Look at the birds,
they're so free,
but that's never the life that was meant for me.
I'm stuck in this cage,
like a canary singing,
but I've gone mute,
my voice isn't ringing.
A whirlpool,
sitting in the sea,
thrashing, crashing,
ever so violently,
the water spins,
like my emotions,
I try to speak them,
but my voice is broken.
A whisper caught in the wind,
an angry butterfly,
in the air it spins,
falling through the sky,
crashing into a blank page,
its wings become the ink.
Is the ocean blue with sadness?
Or black with madness?
Can I drown in the emotion?
It seems to take my breath,
reaching out,
with hands so desper
Fantasy is a world of escape.
Fantasy is a place to fogret all of your problems.
Fantasy is what we sometimes write.
Fantasy is our way to tell people how we feel and how it's going.
Fantasy writers aren't the dreamers people think they are.
Fantasy is a world where everything can happen.
Fantasy is just fantasy.
It's what we make up to escape every single thing that bothers us.
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