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Fucking fuck. Thought I could forget but I was wrong. Gimme my dilusions and give me my denile. Give me a fucking mask so I can imagine. Imagine myself away, imagine myself somewhere else. It's nicer there than it is here. Maybe I can convince myself otherwise. Maybe I can let this part of me die inside. It's death is slow and painful and I want it far from me. I can't live with this mortal wound anymore yet it won't heal. Crazy. I have to bury it deep, I might forget it's there. Forget that it still burns. Forget it has the potential to live again. Let me forget that hope and move on. But the thing is...I can't.