The story of my day

Aug 21, 2006 17:07


Comes from Lies by me

What happens when you just lose?

What happens when you can't make it?

What happens when your dreams turn to mist and die,

and you realize they were always impossible,

but were always imagined as real.

What is left when all fantasy is gone?

Bones.  
A skeleton of what I should be.

A frame of a fool's ideals.

Ash.
A world burnt by ignorance.

A history of vain wish.

Truth.
What falls without mercy.

What happens when you just lose.

What comes...

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