Teach me.

Teach me how to grieve,
how to love,
how to leave.
Tell me those stories,
the ones nobody believes.
The one where the damsel saves herself
from peril.
The one in the pale moonlight,
where he dances with the Devil.

Tell me the one where the Butler didn’t do it.
Tell me the one where the couple make it through it.

I like the one where the main character dies.
I like the one where she has wooden buttons for eyes.

Tell me the one where the hero fails.
Beguile me forever with the tallest of tales.

Take me away and let me be someone else.
Gift me with illusions about my own sense of self.

Teach me how to grieve,
how to love,
how to leave.
Let me be part of the story,
the one nobody believes.

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