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Array ( [sid] => 36113 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Reality [time] => 2004-02-24 12:53:39 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Reality

Time fly’s by, clocks tick on.
You and I are lost.
Lost in time, lost in a dream,
A dream we never imagined.
In our dream: the worlds at peace.
No racist,
No wars.
Just friends.

But then were woken by reality,
A cold, cruel demon.
It grabs at you’re dreams
And tears them apart,
Bit,
By,
Bit.

And before you know it,
The dream is gone
Vanished into a world of make believe.
That seems more distant, with everyday.



By Lisa 2/12/03
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Reality

Contributed by JimiMcFly on Tuesday, 24th February 2004 @ 12:53:39 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Reality

Time fly’s by, clocks tick on.
You and I are lost.
Lost in time, lost in a dream,
A dream we never imagined.
In our dream: the worlds at peace.
No racist,
No wars.
Just friends.

But then were woken by reality,
A cold, cruel demon.
It grabs at you’re dreams
And tears them apart,
Bit,
By,
Bit.

And before you know it,
The dream is gone
Vanished into a world of make believe.
That seems more distant, with everyday.



By Lisa 2/12/03




Copyright © JimiMcFly ... [ 2004-02-24 12:53:39]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Lionel on Tuesday, 24th February 2004 @ 02:07:27 PM AEST
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One way not to be unhappy - count your blessings. I'll bet you have plenty.


Re: Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Quilted_rag_doll on Tuesday, 24th February 2004 @ 05:27:20 PM AEST
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nice. i like the way that you identifyed reality and the unreal-dreams. how you spoke of time goin by, while you are in a place outside of reality. then you are awoken, by reality itself, which is to some, a demon. And then your dreams are torn, 'bit by bit' .

its all true you know. alot of people spend there time dreaming, or believeing what they want to. They see only what there minds tell them. some people don't want to face reality, so they block it out. there are alot of people who should be woken up to reality. the reality of life, death, love, hate, pain, etc...

well, anyways its good. nice job. very intresting. sorry i ran on, didn't mean to...




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