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It's not always easy putting on a smile...
Living day by day in a complete state of denial..
Pretending all is well...
When in all actuality-you're steps beyond hell.
Waking each day to the same as before..
And the friends you once loved,
You no longer adore...
Which leaves you confused and alone..
Miles away from any place that remotely feels of home.
Reaching out trying to connect on the phone or thru letters..
Anything to make this feel...-feel a lil' better..
But cursed consciousness is the only thing that gets delivered...
As the pain never ends, fades, or gets withered.

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