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A place I now call home.

by shawn-d-smith

The things I can't show anyone are  flooding my head .. I'm lost in this fake world, where only what's visible to the eye  is true.  Would you be able to expose the truth? Or will it consume you too? You're also in this fake beautiful world  In a world that's a little too beautiful for my taste, my heart is rupturing by its reflection. The mirror image reflects what you see to be a disgrace..  In this world You are secretive and confined. There are things only visible to my eyes. You are the reverse of the truth everything seems normal in this abnormal fake world. This place is already a gestalt illusion that you created for me..its not real don't worry your secrets remains safe with me. If I expose it all, the memories will shoot  down the present and you will be lost..so I will stay in this fake world you created for me this is where I belong.
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Feb 28, 2016
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