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Reality

In existence there's no instance
or possible length of distance
to keep me from your love... 
You're the only sight I see
And the freedom to which I flee.
You're the tears behind my cries
and the truth behind my lies...
Like when my mind denies
that I need you...
When the truth is if I'm
cut I bleed you...
Losing my soul isn't life.
The reality of depth....
is if you ever left.

By: Soul's Floetry

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