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b33
Poems
May 29
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Is it normal to desire to be torn to shreds?
I carry the sins of myself ,
my mother,
my father,
I am full to the brim of shame,
horror,
regret.
As a hollow shell I find myself repulsive,
an evil I radiate.
Β Β pain and malice seep from my fingertips.
I am not good.
was i I created yet doomed to damage?
To self destruct?
Can I not exist?
I wish to regurgitate my spine,
scrape my skin raw.
deserved ,deserved , deserved.
When did the devil begin to reside in my bones?
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