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Devestaion Of Beauty

Poetry

I hate me I stare at my reflection I only see a grotesque thing I've fucked myself over There is no more me I hate myself No need to cut No need to cry There's no changing the this thing Why am I doing this to my self I hate myself There us no mo...

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by dapphire

by dapphire

I don't know where to start
Maybe the part I lost my mind in
Or how words really hurt
Even how I've always been dying and always knew it in my broken heart
Might even be able to tell you how I can't breathe

I stare at my reflection
Hating my face
Wanting more than happiness
Wanting to be a better me
Even though there is no such thing

I don't cry
Don't cut
Just sit there and dispise myself

I am a grotesque thing
Who has the audacity to live

I'm lost
Can anyone hear me?
There is not anything of me

But

If it was there is no more me