Oh my crazy world, my great imagination, dear I love it so. My mind would be lost without it. I would never learn from anything and nothing would mean anything but that's okay....because I know my imagination is lacking and reality sometimes kicks in but most the time I am in no state.
Walking around in a Haze, mist infront of me. I wish my eyes were as clear as theirs....I wish my world was twisted in such a fashion that it was just the same. I would laugh, I truly would, and then I would keep at it. Only when I didn't leave would anyone notice a difference. Ha! Oh how unclear our eyes can be.
The subtle differences change everything but I don't have the power to change into those differences. Oh my crazy world, my great imagination, dear I love it so.
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What's gone but a kind heart when the world stops forgiving and starts forgetting.
Evil does not exist when there is more than one point of view.
Evil does not exist when there is more than one point of view.