Category : Poems

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We learn to love the the lies we create for ourselves.
Blissfully unaware of our tendency to let nostalgic thoughts effect our presence as we get lost in warped realities.
Beautiful and driven by emotion,
Our new realities trigger new perspective.
Perspectives that shapes society,
and creates all culture.
But once broken free, 
we return to the present
and forget that reality. 
We remember its impression,
Thus creating our unique perspective. 
Perspective that affect the realities of others.  
A cycle started so we can leave an impression on our shared reality.  
It creates our beauties and our tragedies. 
So, we live to share our lies.