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Jun 2018
I can’t handle the truth of what’s happening
I’m dodging it, I’m running from it
I was hoping I could stay in my own lie
So I could lay down and sleep finally
It was working pretty well
The facade is over now
The smoke and mirrors are gone and I don’t feel strong anymore
Confidence of there being a chance dwindle to nothing, as if the candles wick is done burning
My heart is inconceivably broken
When I was awoken by the reality of my wife being gone
I’ve come to this conclusion many times but all through some delusion my mind made up
My body couldnt handle the reality back then
Hell, I can’t handle it now
Please God save me somehow
Austin Ryskamp
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Austin Ryskamp  26/M/Michigan
(26/M/Michigan)   
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