Who am I?

January 23, 2016

Who am I?

I look in the mirror,

I hate what I see.

After all these years,

the pain still bleeds.

Who am I?

My soul is full of hate,

my thoughts just won't leave.

I feel no emotion,

I'm slowly dying.

Who am I?

My time has come,

I must leave.

This is goodbye,

I'm finally free.

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