RealityThe way your eyes sparkle
every time you look at her
is a painful reminder;
that I'm stuck somewhere
between reality and fantasy.***
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Underneath My Skin | Poetry
Poetrya few poetries I've scrawled underneath my skin -» all rights reserved to the author
18 | Reality
RealityThe way your eyes sparkle
every time you look at her
is a painful reminder;
that I'm stuck somewhere
between reality and fantasy.***