And in another world
Things happened differently
The way they were
Supposed to happen
And in this world
Things happened differently
The way they were
Not supposed to happen
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A dream within a dream
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- There is a magic in the air that permeates through the very soul of my existence. There is a stillness in the night that floods my senses beyond my imagination. There is a madness inside of me that overflows in everything that I create. There is a past behind me that is overcrowded with memories that drain me out.
6 comments:
Something like Alice, but in reverse maybe? Nice piece.
I like the directness of this piece. Definitely bittersweet.
Sometimes I believe that the mirror is what shows our real us. Our eyes look closely to the mirror because they want to find more. More than we can't in this world. Our reality is a distorted reflection of what is behind in the unseen.
Jessica, Queen Mo, Ariel, Pandora - Thanks for your comments. Glad you liked it.
Jessica - I never thought of it as Alice, but I can now see where you are drawing the parallel.
Ariel - I did have some bittersweet in mind when I wrote it.
Pandora - Great thought on the reflection bit in the mirror; very close to what I was trying to convey.
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This is an amazing piece.
I'm glad I read it. You are very talented!
Thanks Toni. Glad you enjoyed it. Look forward to having you back.
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