I am sad,
and I am scared,
and I am lost.
I am angry,
I am young,
and I am full of lust.
This blind rage illustrates day dreamt homicidal tendencies
but easily vanishes through an expressionless demeanor.
Alone, I can fight the shadows
of those who have hurt me the most.
Together, I am weak.
I am inhuman.
I want none of this.
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