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Underneath the words is a different world
Where no one can pretend or hide the pain away.
Where you have to face what you did, who you became.
Where pain and solitude are constant
Everything else is passing by.
And you are deathly scared of who you are.
This is my crumbling world where no hope can live long.
And disappointment pervades everything

Pure discomfort is the reality.
only one feeling is the honesty
Being hopeless is one I can truly feel.
suffering is always present and painfully real

Lost, forsaken, empty.
To rot and die lonely
Torture and insanity
What life plans/has/ for me.
longing for its end.
so I can stop to pretend

This is my crumbling world.
What I am not able to rebuild.
Facing what I became I realise
It is already pointless to live this
life

Just lying here broken.
Knowing all my dreams are shattered.
Into heart-carving splinters.
into endless thorns on my heart

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