I've stopped chasing winds and rainbows,
stopped chasing illusions, to
the sea a river flows,
the heart knows its decisions.
I've stopped
believing in fairytales,
stopped hoping in lies,
everything pales, the
superhero eventually dies...
'Now my river surges on, I still have water
to quench my thirst,
yes I've chosen to be alone, even though you were
my first,
Now the taste of your water is gone,
thought living alongside a
river made me riparian,
thought you were the bone of my bone, but tame
lions never turn vegetarian.
Painfully discovered this fact, this
fact of life,
nothing beats the cruel act, of your fantasy cut by
reality's knife,
but better to watch a fire extinguished, than let your
heart be clouded by smoke,
in truth deception is vanquished, thanks to
this wisdom my dams broke.
'Now my river surges on, I have enough water
to quench my thirst,
yes I've chosen to be alone, even though you were
my first,
Now the taste of your water is gone, thought living alongside a
river made me riparian,
thought you were the bone of my bone, but tame
lions can never be vegetarian
Now that is poetry in motion
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