My feelings for him are my only tether to comprehensive reality, when they are taken away, this is what I become.
And I'm starting to feel like becoming this again, because nobody seems to win in that reality, they just reach out and get hammered down, battered by each other's denial, is it better off leaving it be?
Better off leaving bad luck to the dust?
It's my home, yet why does it hurt so cruelly?
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