With only a few words any of dreams can crumble.

Embellishment and lies push hopes to falter and tumble.

A lift in spirit brings only disappointment and rejection.

A moment inspired, at end, brews sadness and depression.

Doesn’t have to be of malice nor anything cruel.

Just an easy mark, the heart of a fool.

A simple aspiration crushed once conveyed.

At the blink of an eye, some new colors might fade.

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