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Mar 2015
Most days
It feels as though
I'm in a dream
That all of this
Can't be the way it seems

The only time I feel at peace
Is when I fall asleep
It's as if I get a taste
Of how it should be

I'm finally
Free

And then I wake
With my soul blackened and bare

I realize

The reality I'm forced to live in
Is not a dream
It is

A ******* nightmare
Clandestine
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Clandestine
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