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Smoke Screens and Jokes

I’m choking on every real life daydream;
Every fairytale, happily ever after ending.
Smoke from a fire obscuring reality,
Lit from the day we were born into this commonality.
No wonder we drug rust laden nails at each others throats,
What more was there to believe in
When the magic we were fed was all smoke screens and jokes.

Ceremony

Having been recently informed the daily prompts are coming to an end I felt the need to at least try and write something …