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Reality
by Sin





Hearts made of glass,
shattering like tears,
crashing upon rocks,
of distant reality.

Feelings run so deep,
tangled and confused,
torn amongst each other,
in this distant reality.

God I'm so confused,
why is life this way?
I'm not sure how it happened,
within that distant reality.

He left me...
for that lovely angel,
she's just so very perfect,
in distant reality.

Why am I so broken?
He was just a boy...
...that left me all alone,
in this too-near reality.

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