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May 2021
You suffer in silence here,
it’s so rare to feel fulfilled.
You were given too much sense
and way too much time to ****.
You can't help but stare, until they
shudder when you get too close.
It hurts them when you speak your mind,
and you only have this urge to go.
This is your worst nightmare,
all you wish to do is escape.
You thought of jumping off that cliff,
only to wake back in the same place.
They said there’s always hope,
but you don’t feel any of their joy.
Some light might help you get around,
but you accidentally blew all their candles out.
So now you're slipping off their edge,
they don’t understand your ache.
You must hang a little longer
but of course their rickety rope breaks.
Oh this place isn't what it seems,
but you’ll soon learn the deal.
You’ll never wake up from the nightmare,
and it’s always been real.
Nobody
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