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Every day it gets harder and harder to smile and to pretend. You end up fighting yourself, a pointless battle really, as you neither lose nor win. But those nagging thoughts and tiny voices keep piecing together a tapestry of coincidence. And soon its all too real to simply ignore it. Now its true, a fact, a real thing. And you either confront it or be confronted by it, because little by little and too slow to notice you'll eventually drive yourself insane.
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 11:34 AM UTC
Truth
Every day it gets harder and harder to smile and to pretend. You end up fighting yourself, a pointless battle really, as you neither lose nor win. But those nagging thoughts and tiny voices keep piecing together a tapestry of coincidence. And soon its all too real to simply ignore it. Now its true, a fact, a real thing. And you either confront it or be confronted by it, because little by little and too slow to notice you'll eventually drive yourself insane.
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26/F/Jamaica
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 11:34 AM UTC
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