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Oct 2013
Sometimes
I cringe
at who
I am.
I step
outside myself
and gape
Because
why
am I so stupid?
and forgetful?
and fake?
and
how did
I become
so worthless?
the world
is better off
without me.
KILLME
Written by
KILLME  Philadelphia, PA
(Philadelphia, PA)   
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