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Dec 2015
ITS TO THE POINT WHERE IM NOT SURE WHO I AM ANYMORE

I CAN FEEL POWER AROUND ME AND CALL MYSELF "GOD"

AND I CAN LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND FEEL THE WORLD COME CRASHING DOWN WITH A NAME LIKE "NEVER"

I HATE MYSELF
BECAUSE
I AM THE BEST

MAYBE I CAN EXIST IN A STATE OF CONTRAST LIKE THAT

MAYBE IVE FIGURED IT ALL OUT

INTRODUCING!

THE DEPRESSED AND THE POWERFUL

THE ONE WORTHY OF WORSHIP

THE ONE OF MANY MANY FAULTS

THE SELF LOATHING GOD
oh my word
CE
Written by
CE  19/M/merrily on high
(19/M/merrily on high)   
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     Dana Colgan and CE
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