Knowledge 

I’ve always felt reality is a poor mockery of dreams – I’ve always known fairy tales are a lie – I’ve always understood that people fear and fight against what they don’t know – I’ve always realized I’ll never find someone who can glue my pieces back together – but always possessing that knowledge doesn’t make it any easier in the dead of night when sleep won’t come.

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