What does it mean to Love?
To laugh ?
To Live ?
the Joy we have in our hearts ,the pain we go through, the struggle we get passed ,
the weeps we Earned for our suffering in the Dark days .Is it all that we Get ? Or is it Reward ? For the mistakes we Made , For the sins We have committed in Our dear Past .Either way its always been like this For Millenniums Back and forth from my dear past like a time machine but very Déjà Vu of it .
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UNREALISTIC
PoetryThese poetries , thoughts , dreams are of how it is I think of the world in another universe were things turn out differently than others imagine the unreal.
