Once upon a time
You were my single story
They'd tell it, they'd try
Their hearts full of worry
They'd say
On Mackenzie Drive
She lost her mind
A sweet love turned sour
Just at golden hour
A tragic plight
An endless fight
A downward spiral
A sad poems pile
A tattooed tear
Another lost year
That poor girl
Trapped in his cruel world
You were all I was
Everything was us
The good, the bad, the great
I stood, I sat, I stayed
Through it all, you were it
No matter what you did
And so I melted into you
They saw us stuck like glue
But it's time for a new tale
One where she prevails
A book of light and grace
Of brightly colored days
It's time for golden hour
It's time for her tower
Once upon a time
She wrote her own story
They read it, they cried
At her love-fueled fury
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Author:
SheWasTheSun (
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Comments1
Life and love are stories that at some point we have to take control of and rewrite our own narratives.
Good write!
Thanks so much!
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