Imaginary FriendA Poem by TheUnrulyWriterSometimes my face gets blurry And my lines will disappear I wish I existed like you do And the others could really hear My hands can walk through walls My feet can feel the air But there's no point at all When I'm the only one who's there
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3 Reviews Added on February 2, 2017 Last Updated on February 15, 2017 AuthorTheUnrulyWriterAboutI write stories, poems, and songs. I am a multi-instrumentalist, and I'm always wanting to learn more of 'em. My writing is mostly abstract and focuses on psychological, philosophical, and/or spir.. more..Writing
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