Midnight Realities

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The stars are beginning to fall and the sun is beginning to darken on this melancholic night. As I stare at my ceiling of dreams, wishes, and fantasies, my eyes begin to drown themselves with sorrow. Though my intentions are gold and my heart is pure, the actions of those around me have caused me an immense amount of emotional pain that you may not be able to fathom. Considering my faults, I cannot seem to break away from the undeniable truth: I am broken.

This poem is about: 
Me

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