Illusionary People

I’m an illusion

Arm’s length from you

Miles past what you see

Hoping to be afterthought someday

Out of place in emotional graveyard

Lust for misery far more appealing

Than basking in sunshine of others

Disappointment pleasantly held

Comfort of knowing nothing matters

Ensuring life never changes

You’ll always have that

Yet I remain an illusion

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