all these anger.
inadequacy.
you would burn.
there's this hollowness.
inside all you can do is wish you could be better.
what's stopping you is your weakness and your ugly.
your strengthlessness and your faithless.
you see this being that you are.
all you want is to claw through your skin,
wished you never existed.
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