| Flawed I am altogether wrong, completely flawed in every way I deserve to disappear without even a memory remaining My hand reaches out and whatever I touch crumbles and decays What my eyes look upon for very long whithers, dies and blows Away with the wind, scattered like the thoughts I have A testament to utter failure Behind me looms a hulking darkness-the lives I've confused And befouled by my presence, my constructed shadow Of grief I've foisted upon myself and those around me I do not accept the hand life's delt me  |
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