Escape

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92220
United States
33° 55' 38.3232" N, 116° 52' 2.9136" W

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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