Preconcieved notions
of happiness & bliss.
Wish someone had warned me.
It's only a myth.
There's no one to be
by my side through the night.
There are no "Prince Charmings"
on stallions of white.
The dreams are still there,
but, hope, it is dead.
No visions of sugarplums
to dance in my head.
Reality replaced them
a long time before.
There's no one to help me
keep faith anymore.
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