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woke
day one
you woke
everything you thought
you were before you closed your eyes and inhaled the dreams of your twisted
line,
is discovered to be a lie
a falsehood, trickery,
fabrication
disappearing behind a
cloak of aberration
crawling on hands stuck
to scarred wrists
pilfering life from
dumpsters of deception
avoiding the glares of
incandescent veneer
snubbing red streaked
orbs within the mirror
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