threads and strings and carousels
broken dreams and wishing wells
princes, thieves and ne'er do wells
casting shadows and magic spells
happenstance as midnight calls
dances with shadows on the walls
reverie when the sandman calls
hope dreams will rescue from the fall
shooting stars and passing glances
beauty marks and second chances
fools still believe in true romances
as salesmen sell rose colored glasses
still banking on those fairytales
to be the wind that moves our sails
while in the mirror our beauty fails
the author forgot those details
when he sold this bill of goods
the ending grand the middle obscured
refusing to grow up and be mature
we ignore the truth, buy the brochure
an easy sale and easy mark
he sold a match without a spark
so we smell sulfur in the dark
listen to dirges in the park
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waiting for life to be embarked
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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