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Fading Fantasy
She is hidden
 Behind something
 We are too
 Simple
 To understand
 She is special
 She is a liar
 She is a fake
 She is the fantasy.
 
 I have the ability to
 Walk through halls
 Unnoticed
 Try to be amazing
 Won't be seen
 
 I am the door
 Behind the screen
 The window
 Behind the drapes
 
 If someone only knew me
 I'd be transparent
 See through
 They'd know everything
 About me
 
 Simplicity
 Wouldn't have gotten that
 Cheerleader pregnant
 
 Simplicity
 Wouldn't have made that 
 Jock apologize to her
 
 Simplicity
 Wouldn't have made that
 Nerd cry
 
 Simplicity 
 Wouldn't have landed that
 Bully in the office
 
 They don't have simplicity
 I do
 
 They don't want it
 They should
 
 It could save their
 Lives
 Someday even if
 It doesn't seem
 That way.
 
 Everything hurts my heart
 And I don't know what
 To do with it
 
 Hearts are odd
 We would die
 Without them
 Yet sometimes
 They make us
 Want death.
 
 Today
 Deven, the guy
 Xanthe used to like
 Befor she moved on
 To a better place,
 Asked me out
 
 But how could I say
 Yes?
 I'm hidden
 I don't go exposed
 If I do
 I could be seen
 For what I
 Really am.
 
 But North, who was
 Xanthe's best friend,
 Toldme to say
 Yes
 Even though it would've
 Hurt Xanthe
 
 And so I said yes
 I meet him
 At the park
 In an hour
 
 I'm so nervous I'm
 Barfing.

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