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the untruth
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the untruth |
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shalisadefa Member
since 2009-08-13
Posts 114 |
The past echoes in my head “I’m not the man you thought me to be and by the way honey, the love you seek does not exist” I laughed in his face I’d show him I’d find me a ‘prototype’ ... But ‘Mister too good to be true’ proved to be the copy cat Déjà vu As I discovered ‘the untruth’ The love I seek cannot exist The present echoes in my head “he’s not the man I thought him to be and sad to admit honey, “the love I seek does not exist” |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
it does, but just not where or in whom you think. Sometimes the love we need, is above. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Well written. We dream of perfection, forgetting that we are all on a Path of evolving, of improvement, of discovery, and often it is the little details of non perfection that attract us most, because they give us reason to know each other better, by enriching each other in the same time. Love, Margherita |
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