Jumping from one high to the next

There desperate to forget

The one thing that makes them upset

Just to escape the mistakes that now haunt them

All because of a lie ill-fated

Made ready for consumption

By those who told them it was right

Yet it's the best fiction has to offer 

Messed up with reality

And feed on by the minds of the lost ones

Ready to create fractures in the only peace they found 

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