Real is Rear and Fake is Everywhere by Ink Soul
Amid the shadows cast by loves lament,
Where heartstrings weave a tale of woe so deep,
A tragic sonnet of a love misspent,
Where real is rear and fakes embrace does creep
A love once bloomed in innocence and light,
two souls entwined, their laughter filled the air,
Yet as time passed the cracks began to bite,
and masks emerged, loves beauty stripped threadbare
Oh cruel fate to show such bitter truth,
Thats real is rear, a diamond in the rough,
While fake abounds a poisons subtle sleuth,
A masquerade that tears the heart enough
So now we stand, two strangers torn apart,
In loves facade we find our broken heart
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