Torn

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Every sound
Scratched me
Every word
Scratched me
Every letter
Scratched me.
You're clawing
Into my brain
Slowly ripping
Ripping me apart
My mind floods
With believing
The falseness
That I'm perfect
But I'm not.

I'm human like you.

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