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Fake

Fake fighter . . .


Fake writer . . .


Fake fighter . . .


Fake writer . . .


Fake fighter . . .


Fake writer . . .


Fake fighter . . .


Fake writer . . .


Fake fighter . . .


Fake writer . . .


Fake fighter?


Fake writer?


. . . Fake fighter?!


. . . Fake writer?!


Fake . . .


Is it really all fake?


Is it too late 


To be real?


The dream doper . . .


The fake man


Who’s only plan 


Is to fake it until he makes it


But he hasn’t made it


All his confidence he had


   Is replaced


With feelings of being fake . . .


A fake fighter . . .


A fake writer . . .


Is it too late?


A fake fighter . . .


A fake writer . . .


A pretend person . . .


A character in a story . . .


No identity . . .


Only dreams and wishes 


Just a man made up of


Dreams and wishes


. . .


The curse of being a romantic


To hold on to hope until the last seconds of life


And even then


Even at the end

   

The romantic has hope


. . .





I don’t want to be fake. 



CH 1/25/25

 
 
 

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