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Jan 2016
Pain, deceit, misery, and lies
These are all I know and they're what I despise
But that also means I hate me
But the echoes of my past won't leave me be
My sins, my crimes, my evil misdeeds
I hate myself, yet I plant these seeds
Hit me, punish me for all I've done
I can't hide, I can't fight, I'm too frightened to run
But the echoes, OH GOD THESE TERRIBLE ECHOES!
I can not rid myself of them
Burn me and make me bleed
Either that or leave me be
I don't deserve kindness
Not for my cowardice
Not for the pain I've caused
Not for all of the lies
I've taken their bliss
I guided them until we were lost
And I am the false shepherd until the last lamb dies
I am a monster, hiding in a human's skin
I am nothing but evil within
I have good intentions and I want to do right
But I can't because all I can do is extinguish the light
Cut me down and punish me for what you have no knowledge of
For I deserve it all if I am ever again to be worthy of love
Worthy enough again for joy, laughter, happiness, and bliss
These are the emotions I long for, I miss
At the end of it all I ask for one tender kiss
For me, undeserving, a monster amiss
Wordforged Fool
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Wordforged Fool  20/M/North Carolina
(20/M/North Carolina)   
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