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Escape


Turn the title page to two Run your fingers along rough binding The creak of pages bring the warmth of a world While the characters bring the insanity The world is not a book they said There is no evil sorcerer or the walking dead There is no superhero and no happy ends The world is not a book they said I don't want this world you see I want want a world of fantasy I want my heros and my dreams I will embrace insanity Close the chapter with a clap Cut your finger along the crisp clean edge The groan of the pages snap me back To a world where the evil waits to attack I lived in the world of reality Where the evil was as real as you or me But i found an escape because you see I drowned myself in a world of fantasy
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