The Reality of Things by Mal Kennrae

Itís hitting me so hard
The reality of things
How much pain is to be in store
How things will change and never go back
I donít care to know
What you think or what you say
Keep those things to yourself
I will bask in my sorrow
And in my pain
As I wait out this on coming wave

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