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Mar 2012
My love takes more effort than you wanted
An unrequited hard nosed emotion
Look, the navy sky, white stars i counted;
i set my imperfect plan in motion.

i love my love, so perfect, pink, and clear.
In my mind, this perfect fantasy thrives.
Your mouth is open, your eyes not here;
Can't hear me beg to intertwine our lives.

Reality is not my specialty;
i dabble in the land of make believe.
Fantasy is my own reality;
In my mind, you won't turn your back and leave.

You refuse to see the pain inside of me,
The words you say are harsh reality.
Mathieu Desrochers
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Mathieu Desrochers  Virginia, USA
(Virginia, USA)   
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