FantasiesA Poem by Mysterious Fire
A summers breeze blows against my spirited face. My long high heels scamper on the hard pavement. My tight cocktail dress, may soon make me stop breathing. As I sigh, all my hopes float away. My fantasies may still blossom, although I cannot budge from my state in life. I am chained to my emotions and the key to the lock of my heart are in my nonexistent far fetched fantasies, that are in never to be released into the world.
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