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"Actual Reality"

Bitterly

I have adored an angel

With sanctimonious satisfaction

I have abhorred a devil

When will you become real to me?

When will we inhabit a common dimension?

Was the woman I loved

Real

To begin with,

Or has she been

A creation

Of a hapless inventor,

Mad with solitude,

Of no more subtance

Than a summer wind?
:iconalone-and-strong:

Author's Comments

My head is spinning.
I can't see a bloody thing in all this rain.

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:icondolphin64575:
:hug:

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(not-so-secretly obsessed with detail and realism)
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Gibblet :D
:iconsaida-freestar:
love it very much, i got the pain in it

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In Our Darkest Hour
Will You Still Care?
:iconalone-and-strong:
(smiles wearily)
Thanks.
I just don't know what's real anymore.

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There is the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty.
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The vivid tulips eat my oxygen.
:iconalone-and-strong:
Thank you kindly, dear.
There is a lot of pain.

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There is the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty.
--- :heart: --- :heart: ---
The vivid tulips eat my oxygen.
:iconhurricanecolette:
no mater how much the wind blow and what it tacks withit no matter how many waves clash on the beach and tack away the sand as long as thers wind ans long as thers and ocen ans long as some wher some how a sun sets blood red i am hear i am real and i am yours

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But if u r ready to sail the storm,Enter the unusual and for get the norm,So put your hart on the table and place your bet And beware of the lovely hurricane Colette "
:iconalone-and-strong:
You are everything.
Love doesn not even begin to describe how I feel for you.

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There is the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty.
--- :heart: --- :heart: ---
The vivid tulips eat my oxygen.
:iconhurricanecolette:
god its ture

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But if u r ready to sail the storm,Enter the unusual and for get the norm,So put your hart on the table and place your bet And beware of the lovely hurricane Colette "
:iconalone-and-strong:
:heart:

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There is the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty.
--- :heart: --- :heart: ---
The vivid tulips eat my oxygen.
:iconmurdock-matlock:
"Love is a sickness, that we carry with grace." -Maryssa Medley. This was quite beautiful, i think it deepended my soul a bit as to what is reality and what i think is reality. i love it.

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"See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!"-Romeo and Juliet

(Now replace the word cheek with boobie XD)

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