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When I hate, my enemies
seem happier than I’ve ever been.
They breathe my air, take my toys,
last night they even broke into my dream
When I hate, the sun is pale,
hurting them – that’s my secret wish.
I keep walking and falling
on surfaces slippery like jellyfish
knock on my mind with metal bars.
Do they hate me back, do they?
Do they also keep looking at their scars?
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All I know is my truth and at 16 I was in a substance induced psychosis...and I got this
Have you ever been so aware of you self that you felt like you've lost your self?