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Becoming Steel


I wish for my soul to give up;

to let go of my hurting spirit,

but my subconcious will not allow me.

I do not comprehed why.

Why am I always to blame for the fault and flaws of others I never ased for?

Why the ones' I felt I loved changed just to kill my insides?

Feeling a massacre in my heart as it shatters.

piece by piece for ever times.

How many times did I ask for help just to be ignored?

How many imes was I tagged for a monster I have never been?

Becoming steel is my goal,

but everytime I am almost to be considered numb,

I become humane once again.

Once again, usless.

 
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