Pretending reality does not exist,
Does not prevent the current events...
From making attempts to be as they are.
Without impressive excuses made to fake.
And believing the truth to face,
Comes to offend and abuse those delusioned...
Only victimizes those left with heartache,
With preferences to plead on bended knees instead.
To then await a fantasized escape, they do...
As an awaiting to receive answers,
To the multitude of questions asked.
While living the lies their lives have created.
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