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Pain of Reality
Stopped caring yesterday
began one day in December
raised its head one day in May
Blunder upon blunder
steals my innocence
living lost in space alone
reality gives way to nonsense
Freedom beckons an echoing tune
with too many scars, my mind is numb
scars bestowed upon others like candy
bittersweetness melting on their tongue
Wondering what is wrong with me
poem
by
Patty Rose
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