The Endless Story
Once again it starts
Like it never parts
Maybe I should friend it
Then I wouldn’t have to pretend
Put on a mask, a facade
Be strong, but yet weak
It would be part of me
Instead of just my enemy
But alas we fight
Night after night
Day after day
Simple betrayal at it’s best
It’s all in my mind they say
Is it?
Am I crazy?
Or is just some sort of poetic justice?
Maybe it will end in a heroic fight
I would be the hero
I would be the one who did something right
Instead of the failure
I wouldn’t have to keep looking over my shoulder
But the story goes on….
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