Virtual Reality

by Yakari Gabriel   Mar 12, 2010


Like a deserted painting

upon an empty wall

one memory

fills my head

apparently

they are here once again

infinite memories

that mess with my inner peace

Confusing thoughts in a bittersweet way

Creating a mental painting

fragile and different

that stands out

in a gallery of fine art

because thats who I am

Im weird,Im different

nothing more and nothing less

than the victim of a virtual reality.

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