What a Wonderful World

By Spectral Scribe

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She smells like cookies and looks like sunlight. There are photos upon photos of a nonexistent, perfect life; of dates and family and baseball. Happiness is a cozy home, a maternal refuge, and smiles frozen in time.

What a wonderful world.

Happiness is an empty trunk, a distant brother, and too much beer.

What a wonderful world.

Happiness is hundreds dead, false security, and nobody cares.

There will never be happiness; there can never be happiness. We sacrifice everything because there is no other way. It isn't fair, but neither is happiness. Nothing is ever perfect.

What a wonderful world.