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Jul 2016
Who is that...
Who is that person looking back at me
He looks like me but, he's not me
Who is he
I can't recognize thee
Is that really me
What is this beast that I've turned into
There is no way that is me,
But it is me
How did things come to this
Help...me
I'm drowning in this reflecting pool deep within the blood sea
Feasting on the soul that use to be me
But it's not me anymore!
It's just not "me"...anymore
It screams begging for it to stop
"Please no more"
Please no more
But I can't stop
I can't stop
Taking another bite as the crimson tears flow from my eyes
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm just...so sorry
Dr Strange
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Dr Strange  Atlanta
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