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My life.

My aching bones.My bloody hands.My bleeding heart.

When did this begin for me? When did I become this person?

When did this person....become me.

And then I stop and think...and this person was there all along, written in the selfishness of my heart and the weakness of 

My soul.

Yeah, this person was there all along.

But it wasnt me.

This is not who I want to be. This is not who I am deep inside.

Inside Im this caring amazing person...but you will never see her.

I will never see her,

Because I dont know if shes there anymore.

Ive been consumed by my own evilness and left with nothing but pain,

My aching bones, my bloody hands, and my bleeding heart.

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