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All that glitters is not gold…
The grass isn’t always green…

Be careful what your heart desires…
Things aren’t always what they seem…

Perceptions of that better life…
Begin as fantasies in your head…

They slowly grow, as you sleep…
And infect you in your bed…

Giving glimpses of what could be…
How things might be changed…

Undermining everything you have…
Slowly becoming your ball and chain…

As you lose touch of your reality…
Begin to chase what you don’t have…

But things we sometimes wish for…
Have the capacity to wound and stab…

And the things you take for granted…
Those constants in your life…

Companions on your journey…
Through the highs and all the strife…

The ones who love unconditionally…
Take you just for what you are…

Those are the people who’ll suffer…
These are the souls you’ll scar…

As when you finally taste it…
When the fantasy at last is real…

It’s never what you hoped it was…
But that’s all part of the deal…

As like an unexpected gift…
Your eyes will just light up…

But you will quickly realise…
It’s all just metal that rusts…

Leaving you forever tainted…
With a deep eternal darkness…

That’ll quickly consume your life…
And fill you up with a sadness…

Changing your life forever…
Colouring all you touch and see…

As when it comes down to it…
Somethings are just not meant to be…

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