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. 
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TheDemiDevil

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16 years old

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    picking up the pieces

    sarcastic jabs and quippy lines

    I hope you know I usually don't mean it

    and I know my best is not enough

    but that's what being human is all about

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    day dreamers

    like shifting shadows moving across walls and space

    I constantly reflect everything and everyone

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    one where every cog in the machine does its job

    we get tired of being the mirror

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