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Losing Reality
For every Gain,
a Loss
Not every Loss
a Gain
For Friendship
has a cost:
One Starts,
One Dies in Vain
Yet when
I sit and Count
the Losses
and the Gains
I see Defenses mount
and Fall
inside the Rain
For though
We Live in Light
The Days
All End in Pain
For all Our Smiles,
Fright
All the Fright
Makes Me Insane