Death By Asphyxiation

Rotting in this self-made fantasy, I now realize the meaning of Idealism. I finally grasped the impossibility. Finally found out that there is nothing there for me. All these years, I have disillusioned myself. Waiting. Hoping. Wishing. Reality mocked me. And time laughed at my decaying soul.

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