My reality is expensive.
I can lie as much as I want,
but the true cost comes eventually.
I only have so much of myself to give.
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Dear No One
PoetryI wrote this series of poems in some of the darkest states I've ever been in. I hope my suffering comes through my writing in a way that can be understood by many. Please enjoy!
Costs
My reality is expensive.
I can lie as much as I want,
but the true cost comes eventually.
I only have so much of myself to give.
