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Reality doesn’t hurt
Like it used to.

It just keeps moving on
And dragging me with it.

The truth is brutal
But,
I’m numbed from
Its effects.

It’s always been this way,
I’m always never living up
To the expectations of 
Other people
Or the grandiose delusion
Called dreams.

The darkness isn’t fearful
To me anymore,
It’s a comfort
A
Promise of
Self annihilation.

As reality sets in.

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