a poem (??)

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sometimes a punch in a gut never hurts
sometimes i never really give a darn
sometimes i wonder
why

why i'm numb
why i have been made this way
why i'm treated.

i never really knew true happiness
for i am the embodiment of the word falarium;
a faker
a faker living in this unfair world

this world shall live on without me
i cry out for mercy
i cry out for the magic
i cry out for the miracles and yet

nobody came

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