Friday, August 31, 2018

The real deal

The Real deal

Life’s not a fairytale ,
No god mother to soothe you when you wail,
No magic to make your night,
No prince to hold you tight,

No story meant just for you,
No happy song when your blue,
In life there’s no magic dust,
And many dresses aren’t a must,

And no castles and no jewels,
And no place to rule,
Just me ,myself and I,
And yourself when you cry,

No guaranteed happy ending,
No magic to help cure mending,
But life isn’t a story set in stone,

No magic sparks to soothe yourself alone. 

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