The Unknown Parts of Me

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I know exactly what I am.

I don't need you to remind me.

There is nothing you can tell me that

I don't scream at myself

and carve into my body.

I embrace my inner monster

ad let it slowly rear it's head

back to snap at everyone near and

important to me.

I know exactly what I am.

I am the very void and emptiness

that people throw themselves

into when they have no where else

to go.

I am the soldier with the heart made of steel

and body made of brass.

I am untouchable.

But they don't know what I am.

I am broken and alone

inside.

I know what I am.

I am a broken,

bleeding soul.

Covered in the remains of others'

innocent hearts.

I know what I am,

I am all that everyone of you

hates.


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