Thedifference between your fantasy and my reality

Space is a gap between your fantasy and my reality.
Where do we hide?
Who do we run to for comfort and security?
How do we become comfortably num?
A reflection, is but a mirror image, of what
We can only see ourselves becoming.
The light that sheds my mind of retribution,
only seems to consume my most intimate thoughts.
My life, my survival, my war.
End the end, I will still die,
Only hoping that it wasn't in vain, But merely just a gap between your fantasy,and my reality,and someday your fate.

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