Mirage

There are promises made without saying
from a father to his child
and you have broken every one,
yet, still, in the evenings when stars
play ring around the rosy with the moon,
encapsulating feelings into false hope,
I slip out of my reality into an oblivion
and back,… because I always bounce back.

~

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