The Discarded

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I am the repressed memories, the sleepless nights.

I am the nagging pain, the constant reminder of doom.

I am the nightmare, terrifying and realistic and a cause for concern.

I am the ignorant and ignored, a disjointed chap, a jaded nobody.

I am the archetype of ruin...the discarded.

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