fictional language


it really isn't fair

when you walk around looking like that,

and act the way you do.

your kindness knows no limits

and you make my dreams psychedelic 
 
as i float to the moon in a hot air balloon,

and get lost in a green maze of trees and shrubs.

with bubbles popping in my face,

and the taste of your natural smell.

but your not even real.

so why can't I get over you?

i obsess and wish i could make you mine even though i never will. 

TheDemiDevil

MD

16 years old

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