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Unreal

July 8, 2013
By BekahBoo GOLD, Battle Ground, Washington
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You often become lost in the past my dear.
So much so, that you lose sight of what is here.
Your starting to miss what is happening,
unless I'm just imagining
that your so caught up in past tragedies,
soon you will have no beautiful fantasies
because you cant make the bad things disappear,
but you can bring the good things near
and begin to forget and heal.
The outcome, my love, is unreal.

© Kelly G., Norwell, MA

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BekahBoo GOLD said...
on Jul. 14 2013 at 12:53 am
BekahBoo GOLD, Battle Ground, Washington
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wow! thank you so much. im glad you like it
TargonTheDragon GOLD said...
on Jul. 13 2013 at 2:19 pm
TargonTheDragon GOLD, Ofallon, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
First dentistry was painless.<br /> Then bicycles were chainless,<br /> Carriages were horseless,<br /> And many laws enforceless.<br /> <br /> Next cookery was fireless,<br /> Telegraphy was wireless,<br /> Cigars were nicotineless,<br /> And coffee caffeineless.<br /> <br /> Soon oranges were seedless,<br /> The putting green was weedless,<br /> The college boy was hatless,<br /> The proper diet fatless.<br /> <br /> New motor roads are dustless,<br /> The latest steel is rustless,<br /> Our tennis courts are sodless,<br /> Our new religion &mdash; godless.

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YES YES!!!! this is amazing!