"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?













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(not-so-secretly obsessed with detail and realism)
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Gibblet
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In Our Darkest Hour
Will You Still Care?
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.
There is a lot of pain.
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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.
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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 "
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.
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The vivid tulips eat my oxygen.
--
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 "
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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.
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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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