That Fantasy World
Have you ever seen a boy
and you weren’t sure whether he was cute or not?
He was gorgeous in the physical sense,
but there was something about him that
repelled, an aura of badness
so much that it disfigured his gentle eyes and soft hair
and turned him grotesque?
Run.
Run away from him as fast as you can
because you’ve entered a fantasy world
where good and evil intertwine like lovers
where sometimes princesses relish the feeling of murder
and that beautiful prince with a kind smile
killed your parents
poisons you slowly
If something radiates from him like tar,
If his handsomeness is rotted with black holes,
stay away from him
he might be the prince that is evil
that ripped out thousands of peasants’ hearts for fun.
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