THE LOVE OF MOVIES AND A GOOD BOOK
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Red pill or blue pill?
Antipsychotic to calm the rage against machine,
And see the light of God.
A love I had only caught glimpse of.
She promised to fulfill the deepest desires of my heart .
Maybe from the start, we should not have leaned on our own understanding,
But it is not wrong to hope.
So we worked hard to make things work.
We made the call, and maybe hallucinated God on the other end.
A leap of faith that made us think we could reach heaven in one step.
When we were flying high it felt like we were.
Love had me blind like Neo,but I understood the coded language of her shy demeanor.
Like how she turned away when I tried to kiss her the first time...
I'm not a machine, so how could it not hurt.
A memory tucked away insecurely in the recesses of my mind.
We managed, however, to live long enough to see me become a villain
Threatening to break the dream we made into reality.
It's raining harder, my shoes are now full of water.
Yeah, we may have hit our ceiling with the dark clouds plastered ,
But then you kiss me and it's like a reset.
It feels like the start of a movie I've seen before.
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