Pretend

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My mind is a haze

I can’t even keep up to my thoughts

I exist in this shell of who I once was

Who I would give anything to be again

I search for remnants of her

Clues of where she might have went

It’s dark in her wake

Destruction and oblivion

Happiness has faded, replaced with this fascade

A cheap replica of a vibrant soul

Painted up in fancy makeup to distract from the deceit

Smiles and giggles replaced thought and drive

Awaiting the end welcomed relief

The fight to regain her is exhausting

Withdrawal from life, give little thought to reredemption

No hope, she is gone

So I just sit here

In her place

Pretending