
Yet another something kind of poem that I jotted down.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 47 - Published: 02-07-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2632831
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Reality is...
What I think of every night,
Is all those semi-existent fights,
Like the ones on the TV,
They are quite similar to me,
Except they really are not,
But there's a lesson here to be taught...
We over think when we have fought
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