A different stage of the game.
I have a new face to blame.
At times I feel ashamed.
The reality of it all is killing me.
It is all wrong.
The fantasy is so right.
How can I take this out on her?
She accepts the reality of the situation.
I can only accept the fantasy.
That is what it will always be to me.
An eternal fantasy.
© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini
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