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The Real

I find myself surrounded by desert
There is nothing here
Everything is dead
Through my eye; I see nothing

Never did I appreciate my life
Always I had wanted more
The memoirs of a whore
I do not want this

My wants I do not need
My wants I do not need
While I am filled with greed
They suffer; those that truly need

And these are not my eyes
These are not the skies
That I wish to see

And I am not the plan
I am not the man
That I wish to be

And you are not my hate
You are my one true fate
Only you are real 

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  • Dark and Shallow
    January 29

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    great write, but shouldn't it be 'skies' instead of 'skis'? cuz that can get one confooseded.
    other than taht, its great. stanza three is the greatest, in my eyes.