by Tamara Talcott
Rating: 3.33
Votes: 3
Is it real?
This life?
Full of emotions...
Hate, Love, Sadness, Happiness.
So confusing
Minds drifting
Lost, never to be found.
Picture perfect... I think not!
Time grows, things get worse.
Sometimes get better.
Why can't it all be simple?
All positive?
Or not...
Perhaps better unknown.
Soon to be discovered.
New folds, with every turn in the road.
Every change in the weather.
Mixed up
It's all real.
So it must be...
Reality!

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