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She Dared To Dream
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Soul Poetry Perchance,
and she took it,
against the odds presented
and the doubts, prolonged.
Knowing there's never anything certain
save for the pain of every days,
she dared to dream.
Dared fate to meet her halfway
and head-on.
She expected the roadblocks,
they have never not been there.
She expected the criticism,
for there are those that live by such.
What she didn't expect,
was the hard and stinging
smack in the face by fate,
or the loud, mocking laughter
as she stumbled forward.
Where was her 'support team?'
Where was her confidence?
Had it too, like her hopes,
abandoned her at these crossroads?
Had it left her standing there,
alone and insecure,
as so many times before?
Had it deserted her
when she needed it the most?
Was she being punished
because she dared to dream a dream
she already knew
would never come to its fruition?
What reason, she always wondered,
did she even bother such a hapless attempt
at normalcy?
What cruel joke
was she always trying to play upon herself,
by such rose-colored foolishness?
What right did she have,
after all,
in even daring to dream,
when her nightmares of reality
far outweigh those of her senseless illusions?
