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Oct 2017
You are just a thought
a projection of my imagination

My heart gave you life
My mind, your soul

You know my thoughts
my deepest desires
my dreams, my hopes
and where my world evolves

You become constant,
the one driving me crazy
Seeking your unreal presence
whenever I'm lonely

I started talking to you
as if you're really here
and then one day I realized
You already have my heart so dear

I fell hard
and I'm still falling..

With you, my imaginary friend.
Mary Frances
Written by
Mary Frances  25/F
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