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Every time I hurt, I come here.

To drown my hurt, in worlds of imagination.

Where I don't have to deal with the world outside...

My mind, full of imagination and stories that will never happen.

The words that flow from another's thoughts, where I can get lost in their wishes.

The smiles they fake, I fake to make it seem like it's fine.

I cope with ignoring it.

The problems pile up, until I give up.

But that hasn't happened yet.

No matter how much I wish it would.

So I sit here, lost in the words written out.

That lose my mind to the world running along without me.

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