"We've seen no light.. In a long long time.. You and me are going to seek for a new destiny.... Why do we need to touch the skies,when we are happy where we are.. The places we've never seen are nothing but one of your dreams.. Its a fantasy.. Playing melody..
You and I aren't meant to flee from this reality..
Its a fantasy ..playing melody..
You and I aren't ment to flee from reality.."
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Shrooms Grew Out Of Your Words
PoetryShort Written Portions Of A Wonderfully Hurt Mind. Words and thoughts of a 16 year old boy, who's feelings change as each poem is written.
