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Disappointment

Disappointment Is something that I have become accustomed to, daily life generally is. Though, there is one thing that I cannot accept, cannot fathom, cannot comprehend. How is it that I, portray images, of people how I want them to be, build them up in frantic fantasy; only for reality to shatter each fragile fragment. Disappointment is something that I have become accustomed to, because I am it's greatest creator.
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Mar 16, 2013
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