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Wonder, wonder.

I've fallen for a product of imagination.
A tangible fantasy, destroyable by realism and conflict.
And to touch such a delicate piece,
To kiss the lips of my dream,
Would only shove me back from wonderland.
Where I would be left with a looking glass full of memories and unspoken achievements,
Precious romance and hopeless poetry.

To love such a jaded sculpture of man is suicide.

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Just a piece I worte about a failing romance.

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  • Uniquely-Scarred
    August 4, 2007
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    wow, good stuff thats all i can say.

    you can write


  • Shannon62875
    July 29, 2007
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    aww

    WOW!! this was really deep... It was awesome though.. KEep up the great work!!

    Shannon*LEah