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We tend to see life, from a third person view. We look. We feel. We think.. but maybe too much of ourselves. We forget the others, face to face with us. You see, you can state, that he or she's feelings matter.. but in a reality when you want, they do not bring a thought to your mind. You forget. Who? They do not return. A fantasy is a fantasy. A pray remains a pray. God keeps them away, because of what is face to face with you. But you refuse to see.. because you want. You forget that person. That beating heart. A smile that breaks into care. You forget.. because you want. You want what will not return.
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 10:20 PM UTC
Forget
We tend to see life, from a third person view. We look. We feel. We think.. but maybe too much of ourselves. We forget the others, face to face with us. You see, you can state, that he or she's feelings matter.. but in a reality when you want, they do not bring a thought to your mind. You forget. Who? They do not return. A fantasy is a fantasy. A pray remains a pray. God keeps them away, because of what is face to face with you. But you refuse to see.. because you want. You forget that person. That beating heart. A smile that breaks into care. You forget.. because you want. You want what will not return.
erica-deangelo
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 10:20 PM UTC
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