I am concretely composed of
Complete thoughts wrought with
Selfish praise, a maze amazing for
One so taken by flattery.

I am so sickly sincere I cant
Keep a leash on my heartbound hydra
I cant get a grip of my
Hellsend sex goddess segue

Send me souls to burn in place
Of a face time or race chime in
Climb in, far from
Hymen held wholly holey here
Dearly, a tear for sheer
Talent, declined.

I’m undermined

My competition a petition self served

My heart takes the path less traveled daily
My heart doesn’t bruise, in spite of the melee

Excuse the blatant overexposure
Refuse the statement.

I hate myself

I love it.

I attack myself above it, and all the while
Smile
I control the uncontrollable
I console the, you know the rest,
I believe the best, thoughts,
 are this wet with conflict.

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