{"sf1_id":155115,"sf2_id":"zeRX6lrn","title":"Never","author":"Zenaki","words":142,"posted_at":"2010-06-20T06:51:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/155115-never","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/zeRX6lrn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/8a/b1/8ab194bd-17d6-4513-9569-a0ff38562542","description":"","content":"Never  \n  \nYou tell me of days filled with hope  \nYet all I am given is despair  \nYour lips speak of the truth  \nAll I get are lies  \nI am told of a sparkling future  \nWhat I have left is a dark and bitter past  \nI hear your talk of forever  \nWhat I am given is the never  \nI dream of that future  \nThat future built of gold  \nCraving that warm embrace  \nNever again feeling the pain  \nInstead I get a future built of lead  \nA frozen smile upon my lips  \nConstantly struggling through that river of pain  \nWishing, always wishing it wasn't true  \nBut the reality is  \nYou're gone  \nAnd I am left behind all alone  \nLeft behind with a handful of dreams  \nForever left with the bitter taste of that possible forever  \nYet all I have received is the never  \n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}