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Array ( [sid] => 186329 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Reality [time] => 2019-06-20 07:40:56 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I came into a world of fantasies
Where you and I had dreamy-times
I clearly saw the darkness lurk behind
Brushed it off into a kiss
For you I loved you
Surrounded by a hollow sound
The darkness boiled beneath us
Smiles and laughter
Take my pain
For you I wanted to remain
Happy ghost behind the door
Lurking for me no more
Come and take my head
My heart is already missed
Take these pills and let them rain
A flood is what I need
Lovely fragile to beneath
I neither took a piece
Oh haunted house take my sorrow will you to my grave
I shall find them no more
Until upon me you will come
Let him hold my shallow shell
Of emptiness and empty hands
I shall hold his heart in mine
Lurking lurking
I see you smile
You like me broken and insane
You have won I will be blind
I will find them weak and kind
I will fight with empty minds
Thinking about you and I
Pieces burning deep inside
I will hold you if she can’t
Sadness can build me up
Hollow hollow you hear my echoes
Calling calling what does they say
Help me help me
I see your smile
Just so satisfied
Around the corridors icy winds are found
Sitting in the corner
Black eyes and shallow lines
Jumping up going out
You saw me in shining lights
Flashing what we couldn’t find
All this time I saw you
Coming with your lover
I swam around the power
Give me up till you shall seek
I am just the starting line
The sweet little girl
Sitting on the swing
Knowing all to well
How you will throw her out
Better things are coming
And so love shall sit still
locked into this three
Little girl be silent
Drowning wine till they will come
Take my eyes and let them see
Reality is bold and cold



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Reality

Contributed by Apollonia on Thursday, 20th June 2019 @ 07:40:56 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract



I came into a world of fantasies
Where you and I had dreamy-times
I clearly saw the darkness lurk behind
Brushed it off into a kiss
For you I loved you
Surrounded by a hollow sound
The darkness boiled beneath us
Smiles and laughter
Take my pain
For you I wanted to remain
Happy ghost behind the door
Lurking for me no more
Come and take my head
My heart is already missed
Take these pills and let them rain
A flood is what I need
Lovely fragile to beneath
I neither took a piece
Oh haunted house take my sorrow will you to my grave
I shall find them no more
Until upon me you will come
Let him hold my shallow shell
Of emptiness and empty hands
I shall hold his heart in mine
Lurking lurking
I see you smile
You like me broken and insane
You have won I will be blind
I will find them weak and kind
I will fight with empty minds
Thinking about you and I
Pieces burning deep inside
I will hold you if she can’t
Sadness can build me up
Hollow hollow you hear my echoes
Calling calling what does they say
Help me help me
I see your smile
Just so satisfied
Around the corridors icy winds are found
Sitting in the corner
Black eyes and shallow lines
Jumping up going out
You saw me in shining lights
Flashing what we couldn’t find
All this time I saw you
Coming with your lover
I swam around the power
Give me up till you shall seek
I am just the starting line
The sweet little girl
Sitting on the swing
Knowing all to well
How you will throw her out
Better things are coming
And so love shall sit still
locked into this three
Little girl be silent
Drowning wine till they will come
Take my eyes and let them see
Reality is bold and cold







Copyright © Apollonia ... [ 2019-06-20 07:40:56]
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Re: Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Thursday, 20th June 2019 @ 01:38:20 PM AEST
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There are so many glorious lines here and too many to mention. The intro was awesome and locked me in from the start. The lines kept coming with each better than the one before it. Sad at times but a wonderful read.

The visual/'/s were amazing. Like watching a movie!


Re: Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Saturday, 22nd June 2019 @ 01:24:45 AM AEST
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yes indeed
such pleasure I had reading this flow
so many excellent lines
really good


Re: Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 22nd June 2019 @ 01:37:33 AM AEST
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just kept reading, it flows so well.
there is an architecturally built
soulfulness within it.
a hauntingly beautifully
reality that certainly does
create imagery for the reader
to feel.
Excellent Poem!

Peace!


Re: Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 30th June 2019 @ 09:00:16 AM AEST
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just reread this,
someone in the story was a ghost
A ghost planted, least likely,
to be unreal in a collection of people,
yet still calling people back to they
day they left, the circumstance,
hauntingly they wanted only to care
for someone they cared deeply about
And when they revealed they were
only a ghost, it was never believed
to be true,
because how bold can a ghost really be
truly
Peace!


Re: Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Monday, 1st July 2019 @ 11:44:37 PM AEST
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//Take these pills and let them rain
A flood is what I need.


Oh haunted house take my sorrow will you to my grave


Lurking lurking
I see you smile
You like me broken and insane./
/


Powerful lines. Emotional piece, I could hear it.



~Scorp




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