The difference between your fantasy and my reality
Space isa gap between your fantasy and my reality. Who do we run to for comfort and security? Where do we hide? How do we Become comfortably num? A reflection is but a mirror image of what we can only see ourselves becomming. Thelight that sheds my mind of ritribution only seems to consume my mist intimate thoughts. My life, my survival, my war. End the end i will still die hoping it wasn't in vain,But merely just a gap between your fantasy and my reality, and someday your fate!
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