Thinking Shadows RealA Poem by Pi Cee
You live in fantasy little mind,
you haven't seen real hurt. You've heard the stories, you've seen the scars, but the pain never crossed your heart. You live with friends made up. You have a pillow to rest your head. Those girls and boys lived through hell. It's demons, blades, and all. You think you can relate, understand, play ball. You think you know. Quit lying to yourself little mind it's good to have a child stay pure. © 2012 Pi CeeReviews
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1 Review Added on June 30, 2012 Last Updated on June 30, 2012 AuthorPi CeeParkersburg, WVAbout"Regardless of whether the answer of 'what do I mean to you' flatters me or not, such a question's only intention is merely for a shared understanding of one's place in another's life." "If I a.. more..Writing
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