Am I imaginary
Was i ever here at all
Everything that i see
Simply made of make-believe
Perhaps all those tears I cried
Both of sorrow and of joy
Painted pictures not windows
Within my dementiad mind
And did i ever matter
Did someone hold me close
Or whisper sweet-nothings
Tell me "I can't live without"
Am I more than a woman
In a world of misery
Was i ever here at all
Existing only in dreams
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