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Oct 2012
Soon those dreams will dissolve around you
The chimeras fantasies will reach their end
Your clothes of splendorous adventures will be torn and burned
And you will be left to face the cold, pitiless mirth
Reality will engulf you, naked and defenseless
And mock for those careless hours you spent imagining
Those hours you could’ve spent preparing
For the day you would have to grow up.
But you did not
And now
You are alone.


And the inescapable truth is this


No matter how much they tell you they love you


Or how much they show you they care


People will always leave


You will always be alone.
Mariah Fairre
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