Something incredibly unusual happened to me when I was 10 and I used to write stories based on it to cope/process it. When I went to secondary school the teachers would accuse me of plagiarism and fail me because they didn’t think an 11 year old could come up with the ideas. They never did find where I’d apparently copied it all from...
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Oh how I wish it was lies
And that I stole it from another’s eyes
And that I could not recognise
The letters on the paper
You see, these third person metaphors
They can be the only chance to ignore
Distract, a temporary mend
A somebody, a twisted friend
When nobody, nobody believes a word that you’re saying
And once, twice, thrice upon a time
It plays over and over and over and over
And this cliffhanger is all I get
Until I wonder beyond the end
And you’ll cite the sound of familiar bells
Where you’ll fail to draw parallels
But that’s just the mess this tale tells
Now try it in reality
Where once, twice, thrice upon a time
It plays over and over and over and over
And this cliffhanger is all I get
Until I wonder beyond the end
You see, I didn’t need to make it up
It was already there
Because it’s oh so twisted up
And I’m so self aware
Trust me, it’s nothing to envy when it’s not a story and you’re out of your mind
The twist seems but a distant dream to the author trapped inside
Oh how I wish it was lies
That I told ya
But once, twice, thrice upon a time
It plays over and over and over and over
And this cliffhanger is all I get
Until I wonder beyond the end
And once, twice, thrice upon a time
It plays over and over and over and over
And this cliffhanger is all I get
Until I wonder beyond her
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