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A forbidden reality
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Ongoing, First published May 26, 2018
"stars plastered on the sky looking like the sky's damp tears, heavenly bodies reaching upon us, a dove has the heart of a devilish bat  looking closely through the key hole.. Listening to the sinful piano notes. Fingertips became the witnesses of a revolution. Goosebumps, dry lips, numb, overwhelmed with emotions.. Burying my identity in your neck, the smell of smoke filling my mouth, covering every inch of my body. The ancient torn books became a hiding place,became a peaceful fairy tale. Pulling the strings, tightening it, feeling it.. Every scar became a story every story became a reality every reality became an illusion every piece of me became a part of you" 
      
Hey . I am trying this new thing out I hope it turns out to be okay . I really put my heart and soul into these  poetries / I don't know. I hope you check it out and like it . I would  be so pleased if you liked it  and voted. I talk about desires mental illnesses. Problems. equality basically reality and illusions . I hope you like it . Ps : English isn't my first language so forgive me if had any grammar /spelling mistakes.
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