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Cast Iron and Hands

I hate me, I hate me, I hate me For being so jealous, possessive, angry Why do I ruin everything By claiming each as my own Why can't I just let things go I lead myself to further pain I keep saying "my" and "mine" And expecting a long time I don't, don't want to share I don't, don't want to care Not even fair, when I act this way I'm the one who'll never stay I keep setting myself up to fail Punishment in my own twisted jail I make people my whole world I orbit someone like they're my sun But it's cold, being left in space They never wanted me in the first place
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Written by
WickedHope
28 / F
Published
Jan 10, 2015
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20·117
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Shitty poem about shitty me.

- - -

I'm in the midst of a violent outburst.

Thought this would help me stop.

It didn't.

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