Blurred Reality

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem of a man, finding love and not believing it.

Submitted: January 19, 2007

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Submitted: January 19, 2007



Turn my head, look at you

Silently thinking, can it be true

Lay down, lay on the grass

Roll around, have some laughs


Used to be drinking for two

Now I fall, drinking with you

Make me feel, like the one

How lucky I've become


Wake up, nothing do to

Find myself thinking, what happened to you

Standing like fruit in a bowl

Was I shiniest on the hole


Maybe we might meet again

When I've moved on to other women

And I'll stand, like a knight, regal true

I'll say on the spot "Thank you"

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