Because, illusion
was all there was,
painted over empty rooms
that feigned promises
of a life
inside.
Because, illusion
was all there could be,
in a world
that had no
inside.
approval isn’t a prize; it’s capture
Because, illusion
was all there was,
painted over empty rooms
that feigned promises
of a life
inside.
Because, illusion
was all there could be,
in a world
that had no
inside.
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