Once upon a time.
On a dark and stormy night.
And other cliches that conjure
In a fantasy world of my own devising,
I tilt at dangerous dragons
and serve the love of my lady.
When the present starts to darken the past.
When my nightmares become reality at last.
I know dreaming won’t bring you back
but fantasy might.
And in my mind you’re here,
protected by my blade.
I’m your knight in shining armour
in this fantasy world I made.
But the world of fantasy is gone
when reality takes back its throne.
And I know you’re really gone.
Reality, the destroyer of my world.
Reality, my cruel monarch.
Fantasy is where I prefer to stay.
In a cliche creation
with my daily innovations
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