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THE NARCISSIST DREAM

THE NARCISSIST DREAM

The lies are the comfort...

They can do what they want without guilt...

There is no consequence that is fit for a Story that is never a crime...

It doesn't matter if they hurt people...

It's what gives them life...

They hold the Power...

It makes them feel free for consequences is only deserved by the truth...

They will hold up their hands...

They will tighten their fists...

They will scream until their throat bleeds...

GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME...

The Truth drains my life and my will...

They will say they love you...

What they really want to say is they hate you with a passion...

That would be the truth...

The truth makes them panic...

The truth makes them ill...

Tell them it's Monday on a Monday...

They call it Tuesday...

You better damn agree with them or they will toss you out of their life...

The Narcissist Dream is in how they live everyday...

The Truth is their Nightmare...

It can make them go insane...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

 

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Marion

'It can make you go insane'
absolutely... for me this sums up our crazy world right now. x

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